What to wear?

Me in a bandanna

As always, I don’t like to brag but I do look pretty good in a red bandanna. The color suits my sorrel fur and sets off the darkness of my eyes. I probably don’t need to point that out to you because I’m sure you are thinking it yourself. And yet, this sets a dangerous¬†precedent and there is no telling where it will lead.

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Lumpy Gari (Part 3)

 

My butt hurts

This is the third and final installment of the story of my recent trip to the vet at Texas A&M.

There aren’t any photos of me in the car on the way home from the vet. That is because I was miserable. I stood behind Rick’s seat the whole drive. I didn’t eep. I didn’t want anything to eat. I didn’t try to crawl on Rick’s lap. I didn’t watch out the rear window to make sure Sheldon was following. I didn’t do anything. When we got home I continued to stand and not do anything. Melly says Dr. Hoppes gave me a shot of pain medication before I woke up. Either that wasn’t very strong or my pain would have been even worse.

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