Wordless Wednesday: Library Edition

Rainy weekend

This weekend we had a ton of rain. That's REALLY good for two reasons. One, is Texas is pretty much always in a drought, so we needed the rain badly. Two, it dropped the temperatures down a LOT! We had HIGHS in the upper 80s. Usually that's our low in a Texas August. It was totally pawesome!

Except...I don't like to go potty in the backyard in the best of times (Momma's working with me, and we're both getting frustrated), so we had to take a walk.

I look pretty stylish, huh? It's my angel brother Casey's old raincoat. It's still too big for me, but my harness helped hold it on. I was styling in the rain! Plus now that the rain's cooled things down, we've been going on TWO walks a day! I hope this keeps up.

Who, me?

Uh...I didn't do it.

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen!

Nobody knows my sorrow!

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen!

Glooooooory hallelujaaaaah!

Yup, folks, the dogtor said I have to stay in my cone 24/7 while my stitches heal up. AND I'm supposed to not be so active. This is the worst EVER!!! I have pills to make my infection go away, and pills to make it not hurt so much, and pills so I don't run around like a 6 month old boxer. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. I think puppies would've been less trouble.

Busy weekend!

I was very busy healing up this weekend. It takes a lot of energy out of you! At furst, I didn't feel so good at all. I asked Momma to make it all better right away.

She said she couldn't, but I thought it was better then. Anyways, yesterday Momma's friend Miss Megan came over. I wasn't sure about her at furst, but she was wearing MY color so I figured that was a sign we should be friends. I slowly warmed up to her.

Yeah, she's not so bad. Anyways, after she left, I had to recover my strength from the visit!

I'm kinda glad Momma's at work now and I can rest -- though it means I'm back in the cone! :( Also, I've developed a nasty red swollen spot along my stitches, even though I've been super good about not bothering. So Momma has to call the dogtor today. Cross your paws!

False advertising!!

Momma said this surgery was to make me a big girl! But they must've done the wrong one.

They turned me into a LAMP instead!!! Send help. Or treats.

Time to be a big girl!

This morning Momma took me to the dogtor so I can have my big girl surgery. Now I don't ever have to have puppies and can just be Momma's baby furever. That sounds like a good plan.

I'm not nervous at all, of course....but Momma is, so maybe you could send some good vibes my way so SHE'LL feel better. Not me. I'm fine. Not worried a bit.

...Though I wish they'd let me bring my teddy bear with me.