Dang it. The Alpha's been talking to the vet again. And of course then he talks to The Typist, who gets all down in the dumps. They're using big words like "ultrasound" and "biopsy" and "antibiotics."
Seriously, I feel fine.
Really, I do.
I don't know what the big deal's all about.
Begun as a creative outlet for The Typist -- who loves having a dog this smart but is still glad I don't have thumbs -- this blog may include forays into religion, United Methodism, spirituality, idealistic thoughts and prayers...basically, stuff that probably wouldn't interest your average dog.
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- Red Heeler Ranch (Zorra and Amie)
- Molly & Sam's Thumb-Haver
- Molly's Own Blog
- Josie and Boudreaux
- Scout got her own blog!
- Cletus the WonderMutt's mom
- Rowan the Dog
- Grendel the Misanthropic Dog
- Cheesehead's Tanner
- Whistle (a cat!)
- LittleManKitty (also a cat!)
- Tiria, Shadow Princess (another cat!)
- BabyDog Bandy
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- The MethoBlog
- Jasper Dog
- Our Methodist Blogger Profile
6 comments:
Hey, will one of you fine canine friends please ask your "typist" to email me? I've been wanting to ask her a question but I can't find an email address. Mine is artruch "at" gmail "dot" com. She'll probably know to replace the "at" with "@" and the "dot" with "." :D
Thanks.
Dang it! Now I am worried!!
Oh, Mindy, the thumb-havers pretty much stay worried around here. First I had hip surgery. Then I started having seizures, so I take a pill for that every day. Then I broke a toof and that had to come out while I took a nap at the vet. Back then is when they started talking about my liver, but now they're doing it more. I've just decided to be nice to (most of) the people at the vet's office, since I'm there so often. And they like to give me treats.
--Cub
Cub, Cletus the WonderMutt and the spooky Boo cat send their prayers. Cletus loves going to the vet because they tell him how wonderful he is (I'm not even sure they really give him shots...maybe they just tell me that they do so he'll come back). Spooky Boo on the other hand (paw) hates anything to do with the dreaded v-word. Grace and peace for you, and your thumbhavers, too!
((Cub))
((Cub's thumb-havers))
Still praying.
Ooooh. Zack and Zoie are praying, too.
(Zoie caught a squirrel, go check it out!)
(Well, she thought she caught it!)
Love and lickies from Zack and Zoie
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