Oh. My. Gosh!
Last night when mama came home from work I was jumping and spinning in circles like I always do when my head slammed into her leg and MY CONE FELL OFF! Me and mama and mamama stopped what we were doing and just stared at it for a second. It's strange how innocent it looks when it's not clutching my throat and making my life miserable.
That second passed and I REALLY jumped for joy! They kept saying something about waiting to see if I'd lick my stitches -- um, hello? I'm a dog. That's what I do. -- but I guess I passed whatever test they had because mama put my collar back on a little later.
FINALLY!
Do you know what it's like running around without your identity? Not to mention a satellite dish on your head?
*runs in circles*
5 comments:
Yay Owen!
Just make sure not to let them down, k?
*Cuddles*
Adam
Congratulations on your freedom! Now, be careful with your stitches! Or it's back to the cone!
Go Owen! Have fun!
(And what Nadine said!)
*scratch behind the ear*
That's great, but what about your handy toy carrier? Do we have to get you a purse, now?
Thanks everyone!
Avery, it really wasn't THAT big of a deal. Mama is so weird about some things. Besides, I'll just make her carry my toys.
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