Lightning, help me - can you just pull that string and get this thing off of me?
Hello friends. I am home, my "new-turd" surgery went well (although I still don't know what that means), they gave me a "snack" last night at the V.E.T., and I finally got my breakfast there this morning. All the peeps there did give me lots of attention and loving, but I am happy to be home. The only problems I have are this silly lampshade on my head and hearing Mom's NO NO Jumping, Timber, No running, Timber, No wrestling, Timber - sheesh. She takes all the fun out of my life.
Tell you what, Mom. Let's make a deal. I will gladly trade this contraption for those antlers you made me wear for Christmas:)
Woos - Timber