When mom put the leash on yesterday morning, I thought we were going someplace FUN! The VET was not FUN! I had blood stolen, got a needle stuck in me and then my ears were checked out. I have an infection in them, so mom has to give me drops twice a day.
I am perfect, however (that should come as no surprise to any of you) in my weight. At 18.4 lbs, I have a lovely waistline and was complimented by no less than FOUR of the staff, including Dr. Loves Me A WHOLE Lot (who wanted to kidnap me from mom when I was very young).
Mom made ribs today, and DIDN'T SHARE! Here they are.
Dad pretty much devoured an entire rack all by himself. It's not really surprising when you figure the meat was falling off the bone tender. Mom and dad made a whole lot of "yummy" sounds, but neither one of them chose to share. I think I shall have to think of a suitable punishment for that.