I was tagged by my friends Bandit and Tucker, here are seven things about me :
1. I'm very jealous and I don't want anyone near my mom
2. I don't like to be groomed (mom washes me)
3. I like to walk around and I bark to all dogs
4. When mom cleans the cage I try to bite the guinea pigs
5. I don't like to wear my winter coats
6 . I love to sleep in mom's bed
7. I try to bite the mail-man
Here are the seven friends that I'll tag:
1. Winston
2. Sissy
3. Tinker Belle
4. Sir Tucker
5. PJ Pasquale
6. Teddy
7. Whiskey
Yesterday I was operated. Two weeks ago when me and Buffie went to clean our teeth mom found a small cyst on my back. Mauro my doc touched and said to wait twoo weeks to see if it was growing and that I had to go back to him on feb 10. The cyst didn't grow but he decidec to take off and analysed anyway because it looks a little strange as a cyst. Yesterday at 2pm we went to his studio I don't like to go there, I keep shaking because I'm afraid. I didn't see him and he gave me the first shot to calm me down. Mom staied with me inside holding me in her lap until I calmed down. Then we moved to the room where Mauro operated me. Mom has staied there too holding my head and caressing me while Mauro took the cyst off. I recovered very soon and we came home late afternoon. My right part of my back is like a sausage, mom is worried that I'll eat off the points so yesterday nighy she tried to put on me the elisabethan collar, but I got almost crazy and she didn't. I was very good all day long and didn't try to touch, it aches a little but mom puts a cream on it. My vet has sent the cyst to analyse and it'll take about 10 days to have the answer. I'll hope it's nothing bad.
Meggie
mom said that is not fair that I don't have a diary so today here I'm. I'm very scared because it's a very stormy day. It all started last night when mom was writing, in a moment a storm started with thunders lightnings and rains , the light went off and we went on all night long. I'm afraid of storm I keep staying in mom's lap or under the sheets of her bed. It's another excuse to stay right besides her. Mom is all my life. When she came to pick me up in Rome I was only 30 days: I had my first plain raid back to Milano to meet Buffie. She is very cute and sweet but mom is mine. I'm very jealous and I don't want anyone near her. Afetr she says "by my love" when she goes to work in the morning I go to her bed and I stay there waiting for her to come back. Sometimes when I hear Buffie barking at other dogs I run dowstairs to bark too, but only when she gets back from work my life starts again. Now we go dowstairs to see Gaetano, mom keeps in the rooms down, because she doesn't want him to go up and down stairs. He likes there, a big room with sofa and airconditioning all for himself
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