I'm back!

Thank you very much for thinking about me. I believe that the healing vibes I received from my friends here and from the other side of the world were essential in my fast recovery. I feel much better, so much better that my cone was finally removed this morning.

My mom said I have been such a good patient because I always let her clean my wound and put ointment on it. So, today, I got a special treat.....

Momma gave me a few bites of her french fries. Yummy!!!

Please send healing vibes for Charlie

Note from Charlie's mom:

This morning, I noticed that Charlie's wound looked odd - it was redder than usual and I could not see the stitches anymore. I brought him back to the vet to have it checked. The vet told me that Charlie must have removed his stitches (perhaps during those times when his cone had to be removed). The vet said his wound had to be disinfected and restitched.

Poor baby had to endure another surgery to have his stitches repaired. I heard him whimpering during the operation. He was still whimpering when I brought him home. He could not keep still and had a hard time sleeping. Having two surgeries in a week must have been very traumatizing for him.

I think I must have brought loads of dog treats to compensate for the guilt Im feeling. I feel horrible that he is suffering. I know having him neutered is best for him. I just wish he'll get well soon.

Post surgery

I was a happy dog until my mom took me to the vet last saturday to have me neutered. I can't help but think what have I done to deserve this.

Feeling groggy from the drugs they gave me, I could not even recognize my mom right after the surgery. A few minutes later, I looked at this lady again, licked her hands and realized who she was- the person responsible for putting me through this ordeal.

Now, I can't sleep properly and I can't play with Myra. I can't stop licking my stitches because ITS JUST SO ITCHY!!! So, my mom put this cone-shaped thingy on my head. Great. Now, my mobility is compromised! I kept bumping the furnitures with it. They told me I look like a druken driver maneuvering the road. My family, ladies and gentlemen, have the gall to laugh at me and make light of the situation while I suffer.

My mom even took pictures of what I look like now. Hey Siku! You think I could come as a lampshade for Halloween?

On the bright side, I was told that a trip to the beach was my reward. I have never been to the beach but it's my mom's favorite place in the world. So, next month, I would finally see why she likes it so much.

Sigh...

Today, I found out what neutering means. Sigh...

A visit to the vet

Today, my mom and I went to the vet. The vet has a resident dog, named Tom, who helps entertain visitors. Tom is very friendly, but I really was not in the mood to play.

I have been visiting since I was a puppy but I always get nervous around this place. I try to act cool but my heart is really pounding a hundred beats per minute. I just sat on this bench and waited for my turn.

Thankfully, I was only due for a checkup today. They measured my weight and cleaned my ears. The vet gave me a tablet and some liquid medicine so that I won't get any parasites. The vet also said I should eat more because I lost weight. I guess that means my mom should get me more yummy treats.

My mom was sooooooo annoying. She kept taking pictures of me. She's such a stage mother!

Afterwards, my mom discussed something with my vet. I could not hear it all but I heard snippets of their conversation - "New ter" and "this weekend." I didn't know what "New ter" means so I casually dismissed it. Must be some unnecessary hooman talk.

Hey pups! Do you know what "New ter" means?