March 26th

Attempt 2: "the belt"

Attempt 1: "the diaper"

My first night home was a little unusual.  My mommy was worried that my puppy sister, Zoey, would lick my stitches from my abdominal surgery, so she kept me up for a while trying to make a “diaper” out of an old t-shirt to cover my stitches up.  My mommy did pretty good, but the diaper wasn’t long enough and it kept sliding down, so she took it off because she didn’t want to make me uncomfortable.  My parents are much more worried than they used to be, but I know it is because they want what is best for me.  My mommy still didn’t want to risk my stitches being licked or me jumping off the bed, so we slept in the living room while my dad and sister slept in the bedroom.  I couldn’t get comfortable on the couch with my mom, so I went to the floor.  Then my mom moved to the floor and was cramping my space, so I moved again. Then, it was time for a bathroom break. After the bathroom break we went back on the couch and got a little more comfortable.  We slept about four hours and got up super early (6 a.m.).  I ate a little breakfast and went potty again, then I was whining to see my daddy. It was weird sleeping without him!  My mommy and I went to wake him up, but when we got to the door, he opened it. Now, if you know my daddy, you know he does NOT wake up early, ever.  So to see him up at 6:30 was crazy!  He said he heard me whining and wanted to see me before he went to work.  My parents talked as me and Zoey had a morning play session. We fought over our new toys, a blue lobster and a red crab, and I was back to acting like my old self again. My parents looked really happy to see me so energetic.  After my dad left for work, the three of us camped out on the couch. My mom was reading a book on her computer, but soon all three of us were dozing.  We slept for 2 hours, then it was time for a potty break. My mom took me outside, wearing my cone (how embarrassing!) and when I was sniffing for a good spot, I scooped up a bumble bee! Ohhhhhh nooooo!  I did not like that one bit…it scared the beejesus out of me!  I ran to the door.  My mom calmed me down and soon I was okay.  Back inside, Zoey and I played a little more.  I saw my green ball, my FAVORITE toy, and tried to squish it in my mouth, but it was kind of hard with my cone on. But then, like her usual self, Zoey stole it from me.  She played with it for a while, then I got it back from her (ha ha!).














Once my daddy got home, mommy said the familiar words, “DADDY'S HOME!”  I immediately ran to the door, anxiously waiting for him to come through.  I know he could hear me outside the door whining to see him.  Once he got in, I was so excited to see him.  I ran around a little bit with Zoey and we both tried to get his attention to get some pets in.  I, in my normal fashion, ran to the carpet and rolled over on my back to get a belly rub.  My daddy had to be extra careful not to hurt my tummy since the stitches are still in, but I knew that he would.  All throughout the rest of the night, mommy and daddy worried about me,  and tried to make sure that I would not lick my stitches.

I am a cutie!

Me and Zoey waiting for daddy to get out of the shower.