Tuesday, March 15
Geriactric dogs, little boy dogs, and the girls...
Sam (my 12 year old bassett hound) woke me up all night long last night for me to let him go outside. I swear if I got up once, I got up twenty times. His geriactric bladder was working overtime last night. He's such a good old man though...at least he goes outside to pee.Captain, my little baby chihuahua, had his little boy surgery today. I just couldn't take his disgusting little boy habits anymore. He'd drag a stuffed animal out of A's bedroom...and nobody would ever want to touch it again. So gross! I cried when I left him at the vet today...but I just called and he's doing fine.
The girls...well, the girls are the girls...just perfect little princesses.
posted by Marybeth @ 12:58 PM |
