OK Tripawd Fam,
I want to thank everyone for all the Get Well Wishes. I have truly indeed found a great family here.
So, I went to the Dr. and she removed my staples (WOO HOO), I even got on the scale (wouldn’t you like to know), and CCC because I was slipping and sliding all over the place when I got there, I got my nails clipped also :). the staples were removed with ease, then I said my good byes and I was out!
Of course I “knew” they had been removed because I could feel it…I drug my brother and Mama Bear all over the yard. My brother came home from work and played with me and he’s an EMT dude and loves making the siren noise with his mouth. I used to come out of my house (when I was outside) and I would howl with the firetrucks and ambulance. So, he’s in the shower, siren-ing it up, I went into the living room, cleared my throat and howled right along with him. Mama Bear was taking a quiz (told you she was behind big time) but she couldn’t stop laughing and came into the living room, then my brother snuck out of the bathroom and peeped. I was “feeling” the siren, if you guys could have saw me, I had sat down on my booty (I can do that now YAY) and propped myself up on the fronts and I was going to get it.
Mama Bear and brother laughed so hard at me that after I realized it was him and not a “real” siren (even though he’s good, sometimes the department will let him use the PA just to see how many people move…and they do), I just started running back and forth and jumping like I had wings. I felt so good. To see my family laughing, even though it was at me, it felt good. To know almost a month ago (3/5 sorry, it was 3/6 one month exact) , I was an outside dog that got hit by a “big dummy” and almost had my life ended due to finances, all the tears that were shed that day…and now to see tears, but tears of joy and happiness, I just don’t know what to do with myself. I love those crazy humans even though they yell at me, but I’m working on not chewing up everything, their stuff is just better than the bones Mama Bear buys. I only want to bury them…in the carpet. So all is well, no more visits unless something else happens and NO MORE MEDS!!!
And for the record, I did not want to get out of the “Myiamobile” when we got to the Dr. but once I was out, I was good.
CCC, maybe I should be lead singer and on keys, whada ya think? Opie? OK, Mama Bear has done all she can do tonight, she/we have to work tomorrow :-(, but it’s only 5 hours then I think she’s back in the books, so I’ll try to sneak the laptop away sometime tomorrow, especially if it does snow, a girl’s gotta have something to do.
One more thing….CCC, the pink hoodie….WORK IT GYRL!!!!! (Beyonce said “I’m A Diva”).
Until l8r,
2 Paws/Dueces/Peace Out,
Messy Myia