All I know is if I do it again, I'm hidin' the evidence better...that peroxide crap was the pits....it was an ugleeeee scene.
The 'mergency vet never called Mumsie back last night...apparently they were busy with sick pets who hadn't eaten feminine protection. Mumsie called our regular vet this mornin' and they haven't called us back either...hmm...the Scruffster doesn't seem to be a priority on anyone's callback list??!!
On the bright side, I'm eatin', drinkin' and pooping...I'm sure you're all excited to hear about that. Frankly, I'm fine...but Mumsie feels soooo horrible for stuffin' peroxide down my throat that she's been fussin' over me and givin' me extra scritchies....we'll see what the vettie sez; should be entertainin'.
It's going to get very cold here on Friday...the high is to be 8 degrees...that's in Fahrenheit...BRRRRRRRRR! Look at us outside this mornin' sittin' in the snow...bit nippy on the butt...
Poor Stan...the icy crust on the snow supported Lac and me...but NOT STAN. He kept fallin' through and it scared him. Finally, he just laid down in the snow and looked pathetic. Mumsie laughed at him and he glared and deliberately walked back to the house in his own tracks...didn't think that big guy was that smart!
Thanks for all ur advice and well wishes...oh, and feminine protection stories...BTW, this isn't my first run in with one of those "things." Someday I might tell you that story...Mumsie's blushin' as I speak.
We'll keep ya updated on the state of my digestive plumbing...
Scruffdude
Pee ess...Lac here...I just had to change the color of the font to PINK...it seemed more appropriate......











