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Big Boy


Our puppy as you may remember was rescued by our vet with a life saving surgery. After recovering and being placed in our home, Lido grew... and grew. His role model is no doubt our neighbor's 100+ pound yellow lab, Ben. At the beginning of this year, Lido had come of age and it was time to nip that potential problem in the bud... Only he was missing one bud... The partial cryptorchidism wasn't really a problem but required a couple additional incisions to locate the hidden nut, squirreled away in Lido's abdomen.
Lido has had many nicknames so far in his colorful life including Lido Baggins, Prewash... and currently Big Boy. He's now close to 90 lean pounds and has to perform his KP duty while standing on the floor.

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