Sometimes, your best Meowie friend may something hurtful like “I need my space” or “Get out of my face, Woofie.” Don’t listen to her and, above all, don’t take her words personally.
It’s awesome to have a big sister who can show you the coolest places to hang out, like on top of Human Mommy’s favorite hoodie, and how to glare so that Human Mommy knows better than to disturb you by trying to put on her hoodie.
What a lovely crystal drinking vessel, Humans! I’m assuming the flowers are just for decoration, sort of like how you Humans place itsy-bitsy umbrellas in your fanciest cocktails.
Thank you all so much for your good wishes! I have a luxating patella caused by my heroic charge into the front fence to defend my yard against an interloper. The Humans have told me that I will be going to a third vet next Wednesday for a surgical consultation. After that, I will have knee surgery to become a bionic Dog.
For all our Dog and Meowy followers, think very carefully about heroism. You don’t always get a medal. Sometimes, all you get is a visit to three–count them, three!–vets for your trouble.
You know what’s bummier than a bum knee? Going to two vets in two days time to get their individual opinions regarding the level of bumminess of your bum knee.
You know what’s bummiest of all? The waiting, paws down, the waiting.
Did you dislocate your right knee by running into your front fence when attempting to scare off an unknown Dog who was marking the hill below your fence as if he didn’t understand property law?
Ouch… That really hurt.
Let your Humans figure out the finances of knee surgery.