
Two days ago I woke up and thought-this is going to be a GREAT day-my daddy is off work and my mommy is post-call so I will get lots of attention and get to play in the yard with my brother! All of this was true and it actually happened-we played LOTS in the yard. But then something bad happened. I was playing in the snow and I felt something sharp! Ouch! Whe

n daddy brought me inside I started licking my side because it still hurt. Mommy and daddy went out to dinner and when they got back I was STILL licking my side so mommy decided to look at it. Mommy screamed HOLY CRAP and then she started saying we were going to have to go somewhere called the emergency vet and get stitched up because I had a REALLY BIG cut on my side. Mommy also said it was going to cost us an arm and a leg to get me fixed up but mommy and daddy love me a lot so they said we would go anyways.
When we got to the vet he looked at

my cut too and then said I would have to go under anesthesia to have my cut looked at more and stitched up. The next thing I remember is that I woke up and my cut was all better and I had this BIG, STUPID plastic thing on my head. It is really hard to walk around with it on because I get stuck on everything and bang into the walls. It is pretty fun in the snow though because if I stick my head in the snow then I can fling snow everywhere with my cone!

I am recovering well and I feel pretty good but I'm REALLY BORED because mommy and daddy won't let me run or even walk far or play with my brother Chase or my best friend Schpotty until my stitches are out in 10 days. Mommy says my stitches cost too much for me to pull them out running around like a maniac!! I miss you Schpotty!!!