October 31st 2009 1:33 am
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Sunday is almost coming. I know mommy and daddy won't be able to take me to Pawsway this weekend. Usually they take me every other week if I was good but I am still recovering from my surgery. Mommy put this ugly cone collar on me. She then laughed. Not very nice. What did I do to deserve this? I hope in a couple of weeks I can go back to Pawsway and I hope I don't have to wear this collar anymore. Doesn't she know I don't look cute like this? My surgery cut is SOOOOO itchy.
This is torture.
October 29th 2009 12:46 am
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It's been a ruff capable of days. I'm not too happy about the vet visit a couple of days ago. My daddy tricked me and I thought he was taking me to the dog park but he lied. On Monday my daddy took me to the vet. I was really scared. I hate him. All he does it poke me, shine lights into my eyes and give me needles. I swear mommy and daddy are trying to punish me for making a mess in my pen. Daddy left me at the vet all alone and he did a couple of really scary things to me. I got a needle that made me really really sleepy and when I woke up my tummy and mouth was in a lot of pain. At one moment I really thought my dad give me away but luckily before my imagination got the best of me Mama showed up!~ She took me home and tended to me.
I found out I got a major surgery so I don't get really sick later. The vet had to remove all my baby teeth because they were not falling off. Now my mouth isn't as itchy anymore! My mommy and daddy really loves me. I guess I'll forgive them. I think they felt really bad for me because daddy let me sleep on his bed - he NEVER does! Aunt Lucy also brought me a really pretty red sweater too! Perfect for the chilly weather we have been getting! I guess this has perks. Mommy and Daddy probably feels guilty for leaving me at the vet. I think I am going to use this to my advantage!
Anyways, I should go rest now. Tomorrow I am going to see what other nice things they have to store for me. But, I hope I don't have to go see Mr. Vet anymore. I don't trust those shifty eyes.
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