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OT <I wonder if Buck the Bloodhound also had a QoL improvement ?>

it gets better...

neuticles was "born" when the dog's owner couldn't take the look on his dog's face when it tried to lick its own balls & they weren't there...

you say this story sounds so bizarre, someone has to right a book on it...well they did!! read on LOL

Going Going NUTS! Excerpts

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Only another pet owner can relate to the anxiety associated with “castration"- a sterile and cold word for "neutering" or, better still-"altering".

For some the anxiety level is minimal-for others its' traumatic. For Buck and I- it was traumatic.

I had never had a pet neutered and did not realize the testicles are permanently removed in the process. Neutering is hideous enough- but to take away the testicles was too much. They were part of his identity-his personality. Buck would no longer be Buck!

Yet, if Buck wasn't neutered- he would take off again and the next time may not be found.

There were no options according to my lifelong veterinarian 'Doc Holder'.

Chemical castration is only temporary and cannot be used on a long-term basis. A Vasectomy on pets is useless as the pet still retains all 'mating' desires -and only 'shoots blanks'.

The appointment for surgery was scheduled.

It was a cold January morning. Buck knew something was going on as he hesitated to get in the car. I kept reminding myself of the benefits of neutering on the 22 mile drive to the vet’s office.

'Buck would be calmer, he wouldn't pick up the scent and be gone for days, the risk of testicular cancer is eliminated, he will be 'happier' in the long-term....'

Yet- the feeling of high anxiety kept returning -reminding me Buck would never be able to father puppies and would become female in appearance. It all seemed so unnatural.

We pulled up to the hospital but Buck refused to get out of the car. He sat in the back seat- firmly planted. He knew he was at the vets office and he hated going there.

The staff noticed my struggle to get him out of the car from inside the office and came out to see what was going on.

Lori, a vet technician, petted Buck in the back seat and after several soothing words followed her inside leaving me with two hours to wait while Buck met his fate.

"Buck will be just fine," Doc Holder said, knowing my concern over the situation.

Still searching for an option I asked Doc Holder a question. "Does someone make an implant so Buck could look the same? A testicular implant?"

Doc Holder was as surprised at me asking as I was of thinking of it. It seemed like a very logical question though.

"Gregg," Doc Holder laughed, "I've been a vet for over 45 years and no one has ever asked for such a thing."

Feeling like a neurotic pet owner I left the clinic to go visit Mom and Dad for the wait. Several hours later I returned to the hospital to pick Buck up.

"Buck did just fine," Doc Holder said. "He's ready to go home now but is still a little groggy."

Buck was a lot more cooperative leaving the hospital as he was going in. And, despite his ordeal, quickly but cautiously climbed into the back seat of the car to go back home.

Buck loved his ten acres and his home. Whenever he didn't feel well he would lie in the formal dining room by the bay window and sleep. That day was no exception.

Several hours later he awoke and had the sparkle in his eyes and his charismatic expressions back.

"Buckie- are you waking up?" I asked. He acknowledged my question by extending his paw- he wanted to shake. I shook his hand and rubbed his ears which he loved dearly.

"Buck- it's all over baby." He stretched with all his might -still waking up from his nap.

I still hadn't looked at the surgical area on Buck. I was blocking out the fact that a major change had been made- that if what was missing was ignored that somehow it wouldn't matter.

Buck then started to perform a task which he had performed since he was a puppy- cleaning himself.

He looked down at his "private area" to begin the process which was disgusting- mainly because of the noises he made doing it- a slurping noise that was gross and embarrassing especially when he did it while other people were around.

Buck looked up at me with a puzzled expression- his Bloodhound look of worry and concern.

He looked back down again -and then back at me a second time with an expression of "where did they go- what has happened to me?." He didn't clean himself- only had that look of bewilderment. Buck knew they were gone and for over a week seemed sluggish and depressed.

I took Buck back to the hospital to have his stitches removed. Doc Holder said Buck was recuperating just fine.

Then the conversation began. "Doc", I said, " I’ve been giving a lot of thought to Buck and our ordeal with neutering. What do you really think of testicular implants for the neuter-hesitant pet owner's pet?"

Doc Holder didn't laugh this time.

"Gregg, I’ve been giving it thought as well and you know- I think it's a very, very good idea," he said. "The more you think about it-the more sense it makes."

Doc Holder told me exactly what I needed to hear. And, at that moment the creation of Neuticles- testicular implants for dogs began.

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i wonder who has the movie rights? LMAO