I'm baaaaaaaack!
Jan. 19th, 2008 11:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rdfreakIm back, did ya miss me? nah probably not since Mum never lets me write in here anyway. but, I guess I am writing now yeah!
Grandma dropped me back here before as they were going to the market. Mum was so happy with that idea, or so she says! All she wants to do is hug me, but she's afraid she'll touch the stitches. what's wrong with that? I think they're cool! I mean I've never had stitches in my entire life, and it's fun to show them off, cos people think I've really been in an accident, and give me attention and stuff!
anyway Mum read me the comments while I was up on Mum's bed, (It's so much comfyier than mine ha!) anyway I'd like to thank those kind souls; they were much appreciated (woh that's a big word for me; think I spelt it right!) Let me tell you about my ordeal. Let me tell you, i've never had any annesthetic before, but it went alright. I think Mum was very worried about me, but it was for nothing! but that's what Mums do; worry worry worry!
anyway, Mum, Aunty Mazz and Molly took me down to the vet thursday morning; my harness handle in one hand, and a folded cane in the other. It was our eighth anniversary together so why she picked that day, I will never know! but she did mention this to the Vet.
Anyway after her and the vet doing a lot of talking, she toook me away. Mum stroked me but that's all she did! guess she didn't want to make it any worse by hugging me or anything! I don't mind admitting, I was scared, and I was lonely. why did Mum do this on our anniversary? I wanted to go to work with her. I like going to work with her. I sometimes find a few chips on the ground at the station. I also love the different smells around that I never get at home, or at the vets!
anyway I won't bore you with the small details about the visit as it's all boring and I can't remember much of them anyway, but there was just a lot of waiting around. Then the Vet came up and gave me a few injections, including one that put me to sleep before I could think "food".
I vaguely remember waking up with a drip (I think they called it) in me, and I was in a bit of pain. I also had my stitches in my side, under my chest and on my right shoulder. I was told that mum rang from work to see how I was.
then, after more waiting around, hours of it in fact, and listening to other dogs barking (of which I wasn't allowed to go and meet them), Mum and Grandma finally came for me. The nurse took my drip out, put a bandidg over it and led me out.
they organized bills and talked about some other stuff, then we went.
We went back to grandma's house, and that's where I was til today. am going back there tomorrow night though as Grandma is taking me to the vet Monday for my followup visit. They were given pain killers to give me but I don't really need them. I was in quite a bit of pain after my opperation but after that I was fine.
i spent yesterday just roaming around. I even got to go outside once, but then it was only supervized closely when I needed to go to toilet.
Damn I better go now; Mum has come back to earth, or whatever she was doing.
Til next time, a greatful Heartly Natasha Keyte
Grandma dropped me back here before as they were going to the market. Mum was so happy with that idea, or so she says! All she wants to do is hug me, but she's afraid she'll touch the stitches. what's wrong with that? I think they're cool! I mean I've never had stitches in my entire life, and it's fun to show them off, cos people think I've really been in an accident, and give me attention and stuff!
anyway Mum read me the comments while I was up on Mum's bed, (It's so much comfyier than mine ha!) anyway I'd like to thank those kind souls; they were much appreciated (woh that's a big word for me; think I spelt it right!) Let me tell you about my ordeal. Let me tell you, i've never had any annesthetic before, but it went alright. I think Mum was very worried about me, but it was for nothing! but that's what Mums do; worry worry worry!
anyway, Mum, Aunty Mazz and Molly took me down to the vet thursday morning; my harness handle in one hand, and a folded cane in the other. It was our eighth anniversary together so why she picked that day, I will never know! but she did mention this to the Vet.
Anyway after her and the vet doing a lot of talking, she toook me away. Mum stroked me but that's all she did! guess she didn't want to make it any worse by hugging me or anything! I don't mind admitting, I was scared, and I was lonely. why did Mum do this on our anniversary? I wanted to go to work with her. I like going to work with her. I sometimes find a few chips on the ground at the station. I also love the different smells around that I never get at home, or at the vets!
anyway I won't bore you with the small details about the visit as it's all boring and I can't remember much of them anyway, but there was just a lot of waiting around. Then the Vet came up and gave me a few injections, including one that put me to sleep before I could think "food".
I vaguely remember waking up with a drip (I think they called it) in me, and I was in a bit of pain. I also had my stitches in my side, under my chest and on my right shoulder. I was told that mum rang from work to see how I was.
then, after more waiting around, hours of it in fact, and listening to other dogs barking (of which I wasn't allowed to go and meet them), Mum and Grandma finally came for me. The nurse took my drip out, put a bandidg over it and led me out.
they organized bills and talked about some other stuff, then we went.
We went back to grandma's house, and that's where I was til today. am going back there tomorrow night though as Grandma is taking me to the vet Monday for my followup visit. They were given pain killers to give me but I don't really need them. I was in quite a bit of pain after my opperation but after that I was fine.
i spent yesterday just roaming around. I even got to go outside once, but then it was only supervized closely when I needed to go to toilet.
Damn I better go now; Mum has come back to earth, or whatever she was doing.
Til next time, a greatful Heartly Natasha Keyte
