Hey pals! First up we wanna think everybody for all da POTP, prayers, and good thoughts for our grandpa/daddy.
He had his shoulder surgery on Wednesday - a steel plate and screws. So I guess now he are gonna set off metal detectors at da airport? Anyways, he has to have it in a sling and immobilized for 4-6 weeks, then he are gonna hafta do rehab.
Meanwhile, da mommas has been working hard at getting Christmas stuff done.
Da tree are getting close to being done (it are a multi-day job), da inside and outside decorayshuns are up, cookies are being made, my cards got sent out . . .
But we are still waiting for presents under da tree for pups!
Hey pals. Well, my kitty brofur had to have surgery today - he had bladder stones that kept making him get blocked. He made it through da surgery and momma thinks she are gonna get to take him home tomorrow.
We can't wait to have our kitty home.
It has been a weird week here.
Da mommas has been super stressed about Travis and it has been tuff. It's just been a real downer of a week.
So I thought I'd try to cheer everyone up by showing off my new martini dress.
We'll take two barktinis - shaken or stirred!
These dresses will be pawfect for when da new Bond movie comes out in 2029.
We wore the black side pre-grooming and the red side post-grooming.
You can see my eyes now!
Here's a closeup.
After the week we've had, we definitely need a barktini or 10.
Ok, maybe missin a couple days of bloggin ain't dat bad, but I like barkin to my pals!
And I has pawsome news to bark about!
Bike rides are BACK! And me and momma has been bikin a lot - we went on 90 minute rides for da last couple days.
I has so much fun feelin da wind in my furs. And I get tons of compliments - everyone are always sayin how cute I are. And some peeps turn and talk to the dogs they are walkin and talk about me like "look Fido, that dog is riding in a basket." Which for some reason makes my momma wanna crack up.
And in more good news, I are gettin walks again!
So now da skwerrils better be prepared - da Westie Trio are back full force!
Ok, gettin da three of us in a photo are tuff, but momma did pretty good wif my sisfurs. I think I wuz busy eatin!
I do has da prettiest sisters, don't I?
And da lump from my incision are goin down and da red around it is gone! So good news!
Today it are Crockett's fourth birthday! Happy birthday Crockett!
I wish I could be chasin ya around and playin. But nope. Instead, whatefur are goin on just got weirder (warning - incision pickshures ahead).
See those lines on da sides??? So it wuz back to da vet, but he had already left for da day. I did get some Aunty Bye Otics, but momma are not happy wif stuff.
No kitteh chasin for me today.
Brinley, on da udder paw, are doin great. I wish I wuz.
And Finley got a furcut yesterday. Momma wanted to go on a walk, but I are probably not really sposed to be walkin yet . . .
So out came da Whitley Wagon. I had fun ridin, even if I woulda prefurred walkin so I could sniff. I got a bike ride today too, so things are lookin up.
Well pals, it wuz back to da Organ Harvester for me dis morning. And he said yup, it are a seroma. And dere are not really much we can do - my body are sposed to reabsorb to fluids or somesuch. I has to "take it easy" until it does. And I has to get wrapped up - it looks like I are waist-training. Just call me Kinley Kardashian.
Yeah, it are no fun. At least me and Brinley got some ham dis morning.
As ya can see by Brinley's photo, it wuz some yummy stuff.
Don't look so upset Finley - ya got hamburger.
Anyways, I got an inspired by my condishun to write a song. Or well, make up lyrics to a SUPER OLD song. It are older dan my momma O-L-D.
Ooh, my little puffy one, my puffy one
When you gonna let me play rough, seroma
Ooh, you make me rest so much, rest so much
Being quiet and calm is so tough, seroma
Never gonna jump, chase the cats, gonna get to run
This inflammation sucks, it are absolutely no fun
My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!
M-m-m-m-my seroma!
Deflate a little bit, huh, a-will ya, huh
Deflate enough to be real flat, seroma
Keeping it all puffy, it bothers me
I really want to chase that cat, seroma
Never gonna jump, chase the cats, gonna get to run
This inflammation sucks, it are absolutely no fun
My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!
M-m-m-m-my seroma!
When you gonna go away, you can't stay
Is it just a matter of time, seroma?
Is it just my real bad luck, my real bad luck
Oh I really wanna jump and climb, seroma
Never gonna jump, chase the cats, gonna get to run
This inflammation sucks, it are absolutely no fun
My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!
M-m-m-m-my seroma!
M-m-m-m-my seroma!
M-m-m-m-my seroma!
M-m-m-m-my seroma!
And even though Finley thinks da bad news are dat she wuz threatened wif a baff, dat are not it.
We'll start wif da good news. Brinley is healing perfectly - her wound looks great. All nice and flat. She should be returnin to active duty soon.
Ok, I bet ya can figger out da bad news from what I said. Momma thought da area around my wound looked slightly puffy on Thursday afternoon. But just slightly puffy. Yesterday, I puffed up BIG time. Momma thinks I has a "seroma." I are not shure what dat are. Momma says it are like a water balloon has been inserted in my tummy and I are gonna hafta go to da vet tomorrow. YIKES! Dere's a pic of it - it are kinda nasty lookin, so dere are your warning . . .
It feels like it are filled wif liquid and duzn't seem to be hurtin me at all. If it wuz, we'd be at da emergency vet. Looks like my return to Active Duty might be delayed. I guess dat means more snuggles, but I'd luv to run and play again . . .
So I are gettin really tired of all of dese rules. No runnin, no jumpin, no lickin my wound, no scratchin my wound, no backyard time, no walks, NO FUN!
It are so boring!
Finley says we just gotta tuff it out.
Look at dis get up!! Socks, a baby onesie, and a cone. SIGH. It are tuff tuffin it out.
