Saturday, April 29, 2006


Okay, so I haven't been feeling like my normal perky self all week. Which is why The Boy and I could no longer delay our checkup trip to the vet. Went Thursday, and the thumb-havers got a follow-up call today. Apparently, I have something bacterial. And I have to go back in on Monday. Ick. Probably caught something from hanging around with Samson the Poop-Eater of Saline County on our last road trip.

The Alpha says I'm expensive. Calls me the Six Million Dollar Dog. And that doesn't even count bionic parts, because they never installed those.

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