This past weekend was definitely one for the books. Friday morning I found myself sitting with Troy at my side and Chubby on my lap in the small waiting room at the vet’s feeling as if I had been called to the principal’s office. The skin around Chubby’s left eye was red and inflamed with the signs of infection caused by the constant rubbing of his itchy eyes on the grass. My fur baby was hurting and I was feeling like a bad mama. Surely, this was all my fault.
Despite my guilt and concern, Chubby was the model patient. He was a bit shy and afraid, but he didn’t cry, struggle or yelp during his blood tests or examination. He even managed to charm some of the women like the ladies man that he is. I was a very proud mama! Meanwhile, Troy was merely fascinated with the eye drops that transformed Chubby and his big, brown puppy dog eyes into a glowing green-eyed monster.
Now, my poor baby, rocking the cone of shame, looks more like a miniature satellite dish than a dog. He’s bumping into walls, doorways and the back of my legs constantly. But he definitely doesn’t let that keep him from snuggling! He continues to lay his head down right on my face, cone and all. He has no shame!
Unfortunately, Chubby wasn’t the only pup up for some adventure over the weekend. Keesah was not to be left out or out done! In protest of being left home alone on Friday, she took the opportunity to catwalk around the neighborhood Saturday morning during her potty break. She squeezed her little butt between the fence in the backyard and hightailed it through the neighbors yards without a care in the world. Meanwhile, I was left frantic and feeling like a horrible dog mama all over again as I hunted through the neighborhood on foot for my little Houdini.
Finally, as Troy returned from scouring the neighborhood in his truck, little Miss Diva squeezed herself back into the yard and waltzed right on up to the back door ready to come inside. I swear those two pups are going to be the reason I look 50 when I turn 30 in a couple of years!
“I do what I want.” – Keesah
How was your weekend? Did you do drive your moms crazy too?
