Thursday, January 26, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
I can smell that cheese, where is it?
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Yes, it is amazing even in my debilitated state that I remain a "fashionista", albeit with questionable choices. Mum swears to me that the hair will grow back on my tum-tum. (She had better be right or there will H**l to pay if'in you ask me. I have my standards). Mum says my sutures come out next week and it cannot come soon enough for me. Does "itchy" mean anything to you? It does to me.
On the positive side of life, I went for 8 hours without needing a piddle break. Mum said it was very nice to be able to sleep through the night without getting up at 2am for a potty break. Hey, I am worth a 2am visit outside in the freezing weather, even in jammies.
As dictated by Dozer and Coop at 8:04 PM
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
This is me in my corgi cummerbund, also known as a belly band. Due to my recent roto-rooter surgery I am "leaking" a bit. My good friend, Marlene, was most kind in her assessment:
Still, it's very slimming, really hides any holiday weight
Thank you dear Marlene for your positive outlook on my new fashion statement. For the moment I have removed it since it is held on only by Velcro tabs and hidden it under the bed with Cooper's stuffed animals that he mothers. Being a fashionista can be tiring.
As dictated by Dozer and Coop at 1:14 PM
Friday, January 6, 2012
This is me on morphine. My girlfriend and nurse, Jasmine, took this picture of me when I was in the recovery room/kennel. They fill your kennel with warm blankets and towels so you are really comfortable while you zone out on drugs. I have no idea how my snout got caught on the cage but it does show off my pearly white teeth. Mum thinks this is funny, I do not.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Thank you for all your drool and prayers :)
As dictated by Dozer and Coop at 12:46 PM