The Conehead
Here's me on June 11, the day after my eye surgery. Pretty awful looking, huh. But you know what? I was just glad to be back in the same place I left the day before. When the lady dropped me off at the vet's, I figured, "Here we go again." But she came back for me. She actually came back.
posted by Weimlady | 10:22 PM
1 Comments:
bravo to you and your helping of Tootles.
we own a dog that was saved from a shelter too, and she was like that the first year, "your not leaving me, you came back"...now she's well adjusted
goofball.
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