Coneheads and my Itchy Stitches

Guess what tomorrow is? Come on…I’m waiting…still no guess? Well, I’ll tell you then- tomorrow is freedom day! Freedom from what, you might ask. If you haven’t seen me in the last 2 weeks then you probably don’t know about me looking like Franken-puppy. People may have thought I jumped the gun on Halloween, but the giant line of stitches in my neck are finally about to come out, woohoo!

You see, when I was very small (before Chad and Michele took me home), I must have gotten a little too close and comfortable with a rose or sticker bush. Turns out, whatever thorny bush it was didn’t really appreciate me being all up in its grill. Apparently it expelled one of its thorns that wound up getting stuck on the side of my neck (most likely hidden and trapped by my luscious golden locks), and then eventually got stuck under my skin! The pesky thorn never did find its way out of my neck.

So here we are, over 3 months after it happened and the spot where the thorn went in was still hurting A LOT, until 2 weeks ago when Dr. Hani cut that sucker out! Since I was knocked out harder than Gary Coleman in a celebrity boxing tournament, the doc pulled out 3 stubborn baby teeth, micro-chipped me, and took away my manhood before I even really knew I had it. What an ordeal! Then they had the nerve to stick this stupid plastic cone on my head that kept getting in my way every time I tried to scratch or lick my stitches.

Anyway, Dr. Hani and I have a date tomorrow morning at 9am and I’m looking forward to getting the stitches out and getting the all-clear for the dog park.

Happy tails!
Miller

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