Alright, I have been debating writing about this. I just can't resist, I have to share this story. Clown would be mortified if he knew, but he doesn't need to know, now does he?? *rubbing hands together gleefully*
Yesterday morning, after he and I took Brom for a long walk, I noticed that Clown was holding his neck funny as he had a few weeks ago when he suffered from his first attack of Torticollis and I panicked inwardly for a moment. It was so horrible and I didn't want him suffering again.
When I asked him what he was doing, he said there was a lump on his neck and when he held it that way, he could feel it more easily. I asked him if it hurt and he said a little bit. He looked scared and very worried. I was trying to tell him maybe it was a lymph node that was swelling and that his body was trying to fight something off (of course later when I took him to the Dr., this was confirmed) and it was ok for that to be that way sometimes.
He didn't look convinced.
He looked at me with tears in his eyes and whispered in a very trepidatious voice, "Do you think it's a testicle??"