Can't Catch A Break

It seems like every time the woman puts me in her car, she takes me to see Dr. Chan. I'm not convinced that she's as nice as I'm told. The thing that doctor has done to me! I went there twice this week. I was there all day Tuesday and by the time I got to go home, I was woozy, had bandages on 3 of my 4 legs, and that damn plastic collar on. I made sure to bark a few times in the middle of the night to make sure no one got much sleep.

P.S. I am recovering nicely, by the way.

I'm Eating Out Of Her Hand

I don't usually mind going to the vet. I meet cool people and dogs in the waiting room and Dr. Chan is really cool (even if she seems more interested in asking about how Cosette is doing). Today it was not so fun though. She stuck a needle--a needle!--into a squishy lump I have on my side. My Mom was nervous about it, but also suspected it was just fat and that's what it is. If she knew that, why did I get the poking? Huh?

Anyway, payback is sweet. I sat and turned my back on my dinner tonight until she had fed me at least half of it by hand. How great is that?

We Walked The Walk

This past Saturday my Mom and I walked about 3 miles in the Walk For Kids to benefit the L.A. Ronald McDonald House. We raised $600 that will help the families who stay at the house while their children are in the hospital. We have a couple of photos, but need to upload them still. It was hot and I got pretty tired, but it was fun. There were several other little dogs participating too, so we all had a little sniff fest. Good times.

What's Up With That?

What's the deal with my dad chopping down the best bush to pee on in the back yard? I don't get it. Okay, I'll just have to take a whiz on the grill or refrigerator (as usual--ha ha!). Harrumph.