How would you feel? If you discovered that
this blue monstrosity around my neck was going to be your friend for at least 25 more days?
Let me tell you how this transpired!
Grandma called from Texas! She and her friend Linda were on an emergency run with Bogie, Linda’s very cool terrier dawgins, to his Harvard educated Vet.
Bogie is a diabetic and his sugar was low and he was feeling pretty rotten.
(By the way, they fixed Bogie’s sugar level, and he’s home now playing with dog toys!)
Anyway, Bogie’s vet is very nice, very friendly. A real down home guy who is not averse to giving out vet medical advice to any that ask for it.
Well Grandma, told him about my histio thingy. He said he’d talk to my Mom.
Now imagine me. I’m minding my own business in CALIFORNIA. Grandma calls and puts this Texas Vet on the phone to Mama.
Mama is consulting a TEXAS vet about my histio thingy!
During the conversation, it comes out that I’m still a little, just a little, well, maybe just a wee bit obsessed with trying to lick the histio thing!
The vet then says, “Well I reckon it takes about a month for the histiocytomas to vamoose. Little Opie should probably keep the collar on for pert near a month until it either shrinks to an unnoticeable size or hits the road entirely, I reckon.”
(I may have taken some artistic license with the Vet’s Texas accent. I seem to be feeling a bit sarcastic right now.
LOOKING LIKE AN ESCAPEE FROM THE MEDIEVAL DOG PARADE WILL DO THAT TO YOU! HOOOOOOWLLLLLLL!)
He also said Mama might have to take me in for some minor SURGERY to get it taken off if it doesn’t get any better!
Needless to say, I’ve started chewing on the phone cords. And if I get my paws on Mama’s cell phone, I will chew it down to the circuitry. I ‘m a double dose of terrier – You know I can do it!
At minimum, I’m deleting Grandma’s number off Mom’s cell phone.
These two women MUST NEVER TALK ON THE PHONE AGAIN!
Oh Yeah, Grandma – I blame you for this!
Mama was thinking about days with this thing– NOT MONTHS!
I’m just kidding. I’m not a dog who holds grudges… often. I’m sure that eventually I’ll calm down.
That piece of grilled hamburger Mama gave me seems to have soothed me somewhat.
(Guilt –The Snorkie’s Best friend.)
I’ve been looking at catalogues and I think I found a “Pro Collar” in pink that would look really good on Grandma!
Hey Grandma, let’s wear them together!
I’m not bitter, really I’m not!