What Am I?

My mommies finally got my DNA test back! I am a Collie/Sheltie/Saluki!

Being Neutered is Not Fun!

So I was neutered on Friday and when I came home I started bleeding (you know where!). My mommy called the vet and my Baba and Auntie had to take me back to the vet to get stitched up again. Can you believe it? Stitch had to get Stitched again! So now I have to take medicine and be calm and not get too excited and keep this pesky cone on. My mommy takes it off for a little while as long as she keeps a really good eye on me and she won't let me lick myself! I keep trying, but she just won't let me. She also has some tranquilizers that she has to give me if I get too excited but she just keeps me calm and loves me instead. She doesn't want to make me take drugs unless I absolutely need to. She didn't like seeing me all sleepy and drugged out after the second set of stitches.

Just one more week and I can take this darned cone off!

Arrrgghhh

I got neutered today. Do I need to say anything more? And my mommies brought home a new puppy a few days ago too.

What next?!?!

How I met my mommies

A few months ago, my mommy's family went to church and found out that someone had been feeding some puppies that were living on a golf course (guess who was one of them?). They were looking for someone to adopt a beautitful pup (again- guess who?). I was about 5 months and a pretty big 'puppy.' My mommy's daddy decided to take me to his home to see if my mommy's sister would want to take her home with her family. My mommies were visiting his house and I got to meet them that night. They were very nice and tried to give me lots of love because they could tell I was kind of scared and didn't know if they were good or bad people. I figured out that they were good people who really did love me and I even ended up sleeping with my mommies that night at my grampy and baba's house. My grandpy wanted to name me 'Justin' after the church they got me at but my mommy did not like that name. My cousins (more about them in a second) helped name me Stitch after Lilo and Stitch. My mommy liked that name a lot and refused to call me Justin and kept calling me Stitch until everyone else forgot about 'Justin.' I'm glad I have such a smart mommy and cousins, I don't think I like the name Justin very much for myself.

I ended up living with my mommy's sister and her family, including 5 and 6 year old kids for a little while. My auntie (and her husband) were hesitant about taking me home, but my mommy told them to try it out and if it didn't work I could go live with her (mommy was remodeling her kitchen and knew it would be too hard to have a dog right then). However the kids got kind of bored with me because I was a bit (or a lot) too big for them to carry me around and they had other fun kid things to do. So my mommy told her sister she would take me home because she knew I was such a good dog from the first night her daddy took me home. So now I live with my mommies, but I visit my grandpa and baba and auntie, uncle and cousins, including my newest cousin, a 13 week old Maltese named Cupcake, every weekend or so. I have a great family and they just love giving me attention and letting me lean on them. And they even give me meat sometimes, but don't tell my mommy... she's a veterinarian... I mean vegetarian.