Tino just got back from a fun-filled day of "removal"; his extra toes and gonads are no more. He's now zonked out, with two little orange bandages on his hind legs where the toes were. He won't use his healing back legs to walk around, which, surprisingly, doesn't seem to be slowing him down too much; he just gets around on his two front feet with his back feet pulled up. It's pretty weird to watch.

Occasionally he'll wake up and stick his head between his legs and then look at me, confused like WHERE DID THEY GO?

Sorry pal. It's for the best.