((( WARNING : This post contains a few wound photos that some may consider graphic. I will put warning before the actual photo, as well as a safe notation if you prefer not to see them. Really, they aren't too-too bad...but just in case.)) ...it doesn't get much more no-good then being attacked by a bigger dog and then having to go to the vet's, does it? That's just what happened to me today. This other dog got it's teeth into my rear end area. When we got separated I got a check over and Mom found one puncture on my rear right leg. She called my doggy doctor, and off we went to be safe. Are you sure we have to be here, Mom? I mean, it's only a flesh wound...I'm perfectly fine. Really. It was a busy day there and we spent some time in the waiting room, so Mom tried to cheer my up by taking a selfie or two with me. However it wasn't long enough until we were called back into the torture chamber exam room and I was...

Well, since Momma hasn't posted for me on a few days, I bet you all though that we had dropped off the face of the earth probably been super busy or something. Not really, really. You mean to tell me, Momma, that you didn't blog for me....just because ?! What had actually happened is Momma had a surprise full weekend off ( Note from Momma: And if anyone out there works or has worked retail...you know what a surprise a whole, un-requested weekend can be! ), so we headed over to my poppa's house and spent Friday night until Sunday morning there. It was so much fun running around and playing with Honey! We got to play tug, fetch and my new favorite game 'who-can-bark-the-loudest-and-longest-at-that-unknown-sound'! For anyone who might wonder, I won! It wasn't all fun and games, though. If you follow me on Instagram  you might already know we made an unexpected visit to the vet! Momma and poppa got a little worried about me because I had to do...

Yesterday Mom started pulling up boxes from the basement, and these boxes were filled with Christmas stuff! Having never seen Christmas stuff, and knowing Mom would definitally need my help, I went right in as soon as the top came off the first box! Lots of stuff in here! There were big socks (Mom called them stockings), candle holders, wreaths, jingle bells, this guy... ...what's a misfit?  Just about everything but a tree! Mom says she's going to go looking for that tomorrow, but I'm not going.  Because I'll be at the most evil place in the world vet. Getting neutered . I still don't know what it means, Mom won't tell me...but I KNOW it can't be good. It's something that happens at the vet's...NOTHING good happens there.  I'd run away so I don't have to go...but look at what it's doing outside. Rain? Ewww. Maybe I'll run away tomorrow before we get in the car...when it's not raining.

...mom's been bad! She hasn't been helping me update my blog! Really Mom...a full week  without an update? Why, how? It's not like things haven't been going on to tell all my furiends out there? ....ok...so maybe for all the end of last week nothing at all happened. Really, it was soooo boring! And Mom's camera battery died, and then she kept forgetting to charge it...so no pictures even! BUT now her battery is all charged, and things have started happening again...good and bad things. Which to share first?! Bad things first...then good things to make it all better! Sunday and Monday Mom noticed me shaking my head an awful lot, and she started wondering maybe I had an ear infection...so she decided to call my doggie doctor and make an appointment to make sure. There has also been a bit of an ouchie on my face which Mom was worrying about. She said this would kill two birds with one stone...whatever that means. Really, who wants to kill a bird with a stone?You ...