I still have a fection. Sigh.
She also gave me an xray (my very 1st xray) to make sure I didn't have any stones. She said it is rare to find any stones in one so young but we ck'd anyways.
Stones? No way… I left them all in the yard.
No stones. Phew. The Dogster sent me home with some new Meds and some healthy urinary track vitamin juice. I think the Dogster really likes me.. she wants to see me again in 2 weeks.
|Drat… my pees shooter is still broken.|
The Good. Mom got me some new food. The Dogster wants me to have kibble with some duck in it and to mix it with can/wet food (for awhile). Yippy…. I'm really lovin this new food mixture. Of course, I like the other stuff too. Ok… lets be honest… I like ANY food, but this new wet food is soooooo tasty and smelly. Yummm… some lovin in my tummy.
Now for the Ugly.
Mom wants me to get my hair cut.
She says I'm look'n a bit scraggly.
I like my beatnik look. I ask you… don't I look cool?
Maybe I just need to put on my shades and then she will see how cool I look.
Unfortunately, Mom insisted and then Marty (my handsome maker) came over to pick me up. I get door to door service.
Marty has a really cool black truck.
|Just a little off the top, please.|
I do love ride'n in her truck. She rolled down the window so Mom could take my picture. (Mom… always with that snappy thing wiff her).
So, off we went to her house for my "spa" time.
Yeah… right. Who are we kiddin. Let's be honest… it ain't no stink'n spa.
Lastly… the Handsome.
|Handsome make'n is exhausting.|