Here's my flash fiction:
He lived.
And because he's still around to adore when we seriously believed the old dude with the bad heart, liver disease, and bladder cancer would check out during surgery to remove a bleeding mass on his back, I am bailing on you to sit and hold the grumpy old man.
But look. Isn't his little spring green coat (hiding a wicked big incision) on point for the season?
YAY! He lived! (And bright green coats are totally a rite of spring.)
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