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i'm not a bi-color beagle consarnit!

did i mention i have 11 nipples?

that's right, a possible 11 puppies. good thing i'm fixed.

Surgery sucks...

i couldn't figure out why papa wouldn't give me any breakfast....
and that's when he put me on my leash and we went for a very long ride.
it turns out i was going to doggy hospital for my "big girl" operation.

i like all the puppy vicodin, but my scar is really hurty, and i can't
climb the stairs very well. whenever i want to go anywhere, i have
to yell "papa-dog, i want uppies!" and then my papa will come carry
me.

it doesn't hurt quite so much today (day 3), and i've discovered the
best part: my medicine comes wrapped in cheese!

maybe it's time for me to have a bark mitzvah

my caramel coloring is finally starting to come in.
my forehead and ears are slowly lightening up.

apparently i'm getting an operation soon, so i can enjoy
lots of casual sex with Mr. Waggs and not have to worry
about a litter of puppies. woohoo!