I was given lots of little things to take to make me feel better, slightly wasted and in no pain... they were super yuck and sometimes fizzed up in my mouth! What the Dog was that about?? I ate a maggot and it crawled on my tongue, squirmy little worm and then it went pop! The fizzy yucky things were then put in my dinner and it made all my dinner disgusting! so I had to stop eating my dinner... I used to like dinner... then the yucky things went away and my dinner tasted yum again and as a treat I got all these extra little cream cheese balls! Totes Yum - I love them so much I just swallow them whole... and sometimes I get sleepy.
Both Mum and Dad have decided that they should carry me up and down the stairs... Not only do I think that it's stupid but I make sure I make it as awkward as possible and make all my legs and neck go straight and stiff... it's funny as!
Blue stitches are fun cause I can see them really well!
No licking though... no licking or touching or nibbling... otherwise it's time for 'the cone of shame'... no one likes the cone of shame.... To Be Continued....