A little over a week ago, I noticed a missed phone call from Stacey which I thought was strange because no one was calling anymore. Then I checked emails and saw Janet sent something about not good news from the vet. With cell coverage going in and out, we cobbled together enough communication over the next few hours to determine Nugget had swallowed a nut that was now lodged in her intestine and it was not going to free itself. The choice was to put her down or have a few thousand dollars of emergency surgery. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the prognosis was very good, making it just a money decision. I always said I wouldn't pay that much for a dog, but when faced with the reality, I caved - after a sleepless and buggy night.