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Likes: Attention / kisses /car rides
Pet-Peeves: the cats getting any attention, and being left alone, his sister biting him
Favorite Toy: his stuffed gorilla /my sister
Favorite Food: anything left on our dinner plates / ice cream
Favorite Walk: around the park
Best Tricks: his lassie impression and he's learned how to make himself druel at dinner time
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Emma went to the vet today to see why she's limping......the news wasn't good. Seems she has severe hip dysplasia which is normally in an older pup, but can also be a defect, a gene passed down from her pup parents.....the doctor was surprised to see an x ray showing how bad it was in a little pup like her......and surprised she's moving around as much as she is........she will need to take anti-infammatories / pain pills everyday, and also glucosamine tablets...and after her first birthday in July...she will have to have surgery, maybe on both hips but definetly on her left......and she's not allowed to do any jumping anymore or play wrestling with me......mommies cryin..just because she knows Emma's in pain....and feels so sorry for her......I'm feelin guiltly......been harder on her then I should have...who cares if she likes to cook and clean, and who cares if she doesn't want to growl and bark at anyone..and who cares if she wants to stay out and have fun a little later then I think she should.........or wears pink bunny slippers.....or goofy hats.....
***wipes a tear away*** what's more important is that she's not only my lil sis but she's also my best friend....and I'm going to help dad make her a ramp to get in and out of the car and steps so she can get on moms bed...and in a few months when she has her surgery...I"m going to spoil her rotten and hold her paw........
Yup got my first EVER award........boy mom was proud of me.......DC's Mr. Valentine 08........**struts around the room**, I wonder if they made a mistake? ....well I'll enjoy it while it lasts......Poor Emma....moping around...Guinness didn't make the party...she hasn't heard from him...and though she tried hard to act like she was having a great time last night at the doggieconnection valentines party...I came home to find her cryin into her pillow, holding onto her diamond necklace......Hasn't moved off the couch all day........hard to watch. I'll have to do something special I guess to snap her out of it. It's even harder because I'm so dog gone happy.......**For once, my moment of glory.**I kissed Dakotas check last night......wow she's just so adorable.....I really want to tell her I wuv her...but my knees just keep knocking and my throat gets all dry......I might need to go to Emmas Place for awhile ...have a few drinks and work up the nerve. I'm really lucky to have met some great pupfriends there., maybe I"ll ask their advice.....the girls are great, and really smart....maybe they can help me.
Here we go again........I see mom preparing to start another cooking lesson with Emma........pretzels are on the days lessons.....pretzels were always a favorite of mine...guess I'll be cancelling that off my list.......and our favorite martian is gearing up for this event......she's already taking off her bunny slippers and putting on her heels, and she's swapping her new pink bathrobe (just like moms), for her apron ...and of course........there's the helmit.......if I didn't think I'd get in trouble I'd take a picture......not a pretty sight.
Well at least she's smiling again......between being depressed about the helmit pictures on her page, missing Guinness, and not being able to play.....I thought she was never going to stop cryin....no wailing was more of what she was doing, and no amount of cotton in my ears helped me not hear her.....but Guinney sent her a heart, and mom said she could have another cooking lesson...so she's getting back to her cheery self....why I have to sacrifice my stomach on behalf of her emotional state does not seem fair...but mom asked me to help cheer her up....and then I'd get a new bone for being a good brother....I'd do a lot for a new bone...not sure this one will be worth it....I'm thinking I should write a last pup-will and testament just in case my stomach doesn't survive these cooking lessons.....