Look Ma, no staples! Wednesday 2-3-10

Ms. Jones was full of herself this morning...trying hard to walk sedately as we wove our way along the snowy path to the NEW P**'n Palace...recently relocated because I ALREADY WENT THERE.

It was rather like walking a merry-go-round horse...up and down and up and down.  She'd rev up with every step until she'd shake her head and do a frisky little hop at which point Mom says "settle down" and we'd try again.  "But it's SNOW, mom.  You just don't GET it!"

We're backing off on the pain meds now, the antibiotics are done, and apparently "we" are feeling much better as a result.  Appetite continues to rev up, and Gigi has started barking and growling at my husband (back to normal!) to bring her whatever he's having in the kitchen.

This evening we got Gigi's staples removed - must have been 30 of them, and even though it has only been 13 days, the skin was starting to cover over, so it was a little bit tricky to remove them.  Gigi has never in her natural life rolled over onto her back willingly, so it took 4 of us to roll and hold her.  Singing sometimes calms agitated animals, and Gigi has a particular song that she likes...now picture 4 of us, on our knees, singing "The Bellyrub Song" - some of us with slightly clenched teeth...I couldn't tell if Gigi was fighting or laughing at us, but we got the staples out.  Of her.  I'm still finding them in my hair.

And for her celebratory dessert, she demanded one HUGE carrot, one bone, 8 bites of tapioca and 1/2 a tangerine popsicle.  Good thing she is on a diet.

Hugs to all bouvs with bolts, and to the mother who sing them silly songs!