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What A Week

November 20th, 2009

My mom has been hogging the computer writing her book for that NANO contest I had mentioned before so this has been the first chance I have gotten to write to you. I went to Pawsh Dog Boutique on Wednesday and got a haircut, bath, the whole works. I love them there and all my friends are always there also. This time I did get a little frustrated when they kept trying to trim my beard and clean up my face. My mom and roommate always try to do the same thing to me and I get so mad. How would they like me scratching at their face because I didn’t like the way something looked? Anyways, I came out looking very handsome and my mom was pleased as always! She had left with out me knowing so when she came to pick me up I got so excited and ran into her arms and once again scratched her by accident. I licked her all over her face to make up for it.

Thursday I started not feeling so hot so today my mom took me to the vet. I was nervous at first that they were going to do what they did last time to me. I also did not want to go home with a cone on my head. Last time my mom had left me so I decided I would make her stay with me for the whole appointment so I would be safe.

Luckily she came into the exam room with me and all was going smoothly. I was being calm and letting the doctors check me out but then my mom left. I yelped and cried. Finally I just gave in. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen and I had no say in it.

They did one quick thing (it’s embarassing so I’m not going to share sorry guys) and then led me into the lobby where I saw my mom waiting for me. I jumped from the lady who was carrying me and ran to my mom. I felt a huge wave of relief come over me. She had waited for me and we were going home! The doctor decided to put me on some new dry food and gave my mom a rather large bag of it to take home.

I felt bad for my mom because we had to walk all the way home and she had to carry the huge bag. I kept getting tired and jumping at my moms legs so she would pick me up and carry me. She was struggling but so was I. We compromised and took breaks sitting on the park benches when I needed to rest. I curled in her lap and we sat on the bench together. The whole time I dreaded hearing her say, “Okay let’s go” and putting me back on the ground to walk.

We are home now and my mom is tired and bugging me to get off the computer because she needs to get a certain number of words in for her story. I don’t know what she is talking about but I am not sleepy. My roommate worked super late and is now doing work in her bedroom so there is not much for me to do.

Hmmm… I am sure I will find some trouble to get into! Any suggestions?

xoxo

City Living Puppy

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Really?

September 23rd, 2009

Hi everyone… I am back… home and slowly recovering!

Yesterday was the worst evaaaar…(that’s for you victor)! The doctors poked and prodded me all day, they even shaved two different places on my paw to put a needle in. My mom finally came to get me around 5pm. I could hear her talking to the receptionist in the waiting room and began moaning extra loud so she wouldn’t leave me again.

I was so happy when I got to see my mom but also really out of it. My eyes were glassy and I was sore. The doctor told my mom what she had to do for me like giving me my medication, making sure I don’t run around, etc. Then the doctor showed my mom my surgery wound which still had a little blood coming out of it which the doctor reassured my mom was normal.

I could see the color draining out of my moms face as the doctor went over what they had done. My mom excused herself to go to the bathroom and that was when I knew for certain that my mom was not okay. I tried to follow her to the bathroom but the doctor was holding me and then I heard a crash. My mom fainted on the floor! I was scared and moaning until a few minutes later she came out. She was not looking good. She sat down, pulled herself together, checked me out and then we headed home.

Since the doctor said I couldn’t walk my mom had to carry me all the way home even though she was still feeling pretty weak. We had to stop a few times and “rest” before we eventually made it home. Once we got home I became even more frustrated than before because I thought my mom would have taken the dumb cone thing around my head off but she didn’t. Later when my roommate got home from work she made me and my moms favorite sugar cookies last night… love you Roomie! She is going to get us stuff at CVS thank god!

Needless to say I moaned and kept hitting the stupid cone on everything until 8am when my mom finally caved and took it off me. I feel bad for my mom because she hasn’t slept yet but I just can’t get comfortable. She tried to make one of her t-shirts into a diaper type thing so I couldn’t get at my wound but it kept coming off. Luckily Matt is going to try and find a onesie for me so I can’t get to my wound. My grandfather even offered to take us out for lunch but mom can’t leave me alone yet and I think all she really wants is to get some sleep.

Well I am going to stop typing now and try to let my mom get some sleep. I can’t promise anything though… I am a little playful pup who is not allowed to do anything…. this is the worst stupid surgery/recovery ever!!

Woof woof!!

xoxo

City Living Puppy