LOST MY MANHOOD: SO GLAD TO BE AT HOME!
Bob was up at 06:00 which is unusual. I ordinarily tell him, in my way, up and at em because it is time to perform my ablutions. Even stranger he had a bowl with a spoon coated in peanut butter ready for me to lick clean with some round crunchy thing in it that was somewhat bitter.
We went for our morning walk and Bob was extra pleased I did a double ablution. No breakfast for me! THIS IS GETTING STRANGER! Then in the car being held by Bob’s son A. WHERE ON EARTH ARE WE GOING?
My question was soon answered as we walked into the animal hospital. I AM BECOMING VERY NERVOUS! I jumped up on Bob’s lap for protection. Then a lady came and said let’s go Rory. OH NO!
She shaved a spot on my leg and then a pin prick which made me squeal and I remember waking up in a crate feeling SO COLD! Blankets were put on me and I felt warm and very sleepy. The lady then returned later and said , “Let’s Go Rory.” We opened the door and there was Bob and A waiting for me both giving me big hugs. I felt so happy and grateful. It hurt to walk and A carried me to the car and off we went home in a big snowstorm. Fay was at the door to greet me with sweet talk (she is so good with) and a gentle hug. I think I know what “home” means.
IT HAS BEEN A DAY OF CONFUSION, FEAR, GRATITUDE AND LOTS OF LOVE!
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