So, I’ve told the tale many times of both husband and my cardiac issues getting a quicker than average diagnosis and treatment thanks to the daughter. Gramps returned the favour last night…
This greedy boy was referred to daughter’s hospital by the other specialty place in town as they couldn’t manage this retrieval (owners had fed the dog bread afterwards??)…and everyone around knows about her secret weapon for avoiding surgery.
Daughter explained his prowess to one of the techs who hadn’t seen him in action before…“He’s been doing endoscopies since before I was born”. That was a bit of a Debbie Downer. Still, a good outcome.
Edit:…it’s not obvious, but this is a plush toy, not an actual Krispy Kreme. Those would be relatively easy to deal with.