Nononono!

I knew it! I just knew it! The day had barely dawned when mum dropped me off at the animal hospital. Left me. Just like that.

Before I knew what had happened, I was rolled off to surgery. I woke up some time later with stitches in my belly, an IV in my front paw and feeling utterly miserable.

When mum came to take me home, I was so tired I only managed one tail wag and one face lick. With the stupid cone, it was near impossible anyway. Now I am home, still dizzy from whatever it was they pumped into my system. Nothing works, and I mean nothing. At least, the cone has been ditched and replaced by the baby body. I do hope I will feel better soon. This sucks :-(