Friday, May 14, 2021
So I told all of you folks a few weeks ago that I got into a little spat at daycare. Not just with any dog, but with Momma's boss's dog!! BOL! But hey, I didn't start it, and I taught him how to treat a lady.
Anyways, what Momma didn't let me show you then, because she was too upset about it, was the result of our little disagreement.
The daycare folks told her I got a "scratch," but then I came out like this!! Momma freaked out, but when she looked close, it wasn't an open wound like it looked like. It was more a deep scrape. Since there was nothing to stitch up, Momma just kept it clean and put Neosporin on it in hopes it wouldn't scar.
As days passed, she wasn't so sure about that! But I told her I didn't care, I like it! Auntie said that it made me look like a "badd*** My Little Pony. BOL!! They call the marks on their hips "cutie marks," so that's what Momma started calling it.
By the time Momma cames back from Hawaii, the scrapes were gone and it was just bright white. Now it's faded dark. Momma is still hoping that my furs will grow over it and it won't be so obvious.
But I kinda hope it stays like it is. It makes me look super tough, no matter what I'm doing!
Does anyone else have a cool battle scar? Tell me your story!
Tuesday, May 11, 2021
Friday, May 7, 2021
Tuesday, May 4, 2021
Sometimes when the weather starts really storming and howling like a mad dog, Momma will try to act all cheerful and say, "C'mon, Matilda, let's go hang out together!" She acts like it's a good thing, but then we end up all shoved into the laundry room, which is NOT fun.
I took Lobster with us to make sure Momma stayed calm. She kept trying to get me to calm down and lay down, but every time I would start to, we'd hear skeery noises outside! Momma tried saying it was just the wind or something she called "hail," but I think it was the Squirrel Mafia finally coming for us. Eventually they gave up and we got to leave the laundry room. I do NOT like those kinds of nights, but Momma says it's just pawt of living in Texas!
Monday, May 3, 2021
Sometimes Momma and our Best Guy try to sit right next to each other, making me choose sitting by one or the other. That's obviously NOT right. I likes it best when I get in my proper spot and get to sit right in the middle. That's my favoritest place to be.