So there I was sitting nicely in front of the counter where breakfast is prepared. . .
Mom, why don't I see MY white bowl on the counter? I only see Misty's blue one and Lightning's silver one. Where is mine???
No breakfast???? How can that be? I thought it was pretty strange that I got my bedtime biscuits an hour early last night and then no water in the water bowls all night long. And now NO breakfast??? Something is rotten in OP.
WHAT???? I am going to spend the day and overnight at the V.E.T.??? To be New-Turd???? What the heck does that mean????
Misty, why are you laughing at me?????
Mom, tell her to stop laughing at me.
No, Misty and Lightning, Mom is NOT going to give you each half of my breakfast in addition to your own!!!
Dear friends, I don't understand what all this means, but please send a message to the V.E.T. that I am a starving Siberian who really needs his breakfast.
UPDATE from Mom: Surgery is complete. All went very smoothly. And Timber is now entertaining the clinic with the Siberian wail typical of a Sibe coming out of anesthesia:)
Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber