Sunday, January 06, 2008

S'picious...

I've heard some things today. Things about me not getting breakfast tomorrow (although I did get an extra big supper with more Egg Love). And about that specialist vet. And about something called a biopsy. Will all of you who are praying for me please keep it up?

In other news, The Typist says I was a groupie today and yesterday. I don't know what that means. All I did was hang around the band when they were all over here playing with their noisy stuff. I made sure every one of those thumb-havers had a chance to give me a good ear-scritching or two. Mid-Life Rookie's guy G&T was here. I licked G&T's hands while he was playing, and The Typist told me to stop, but G&T said it was okay for me to get in some "guitar licks."

Almost time for bed... all that company gets me worn out!

4 comments:

Spooky said...

Cub, even though you're a Dog, you are still one of God's wonderful creatures (just like us Cats!). I will pray for you. Do not be scared. God loves us all!

zorra said...

Mama and I are praying for you today, Cub.

Love,
Amie

Rowan The Dog said...

Dear Cub,

I am sorry that me and my guardian are only just now finding out about how you've had some problems and had to go to the special vet and everything. I am going to woof up some prayers for you and I know that Lindy will too because she and me really like you and we want you to be happy and play. Please be brave, have confidence in your good guardians, and know that Saint Laika and all us dogs love you a lot.

Your friend,

Rowan

Deb said...

Guitar licks. I get it. I get it.
Youse a funny one!

Deb
for Tiria
(who dictated because she was feeling nappish)