The Return of Geordi

I'm back! The rumors are true, I had my big boy procedure done. I won't go into detail but let's just say I'm Geordi, minus two (if that makes any sense). I hope nobody was worried because I am perfectly fine! Nobody, other than Bones, told me this was happening to me. Mommy and I woke up really early one day and went on a car ride. No Bones, no Daddy... just Mommy and me. We ended up at the vet which is nothing out of the ordinary. Before I knew it, Mommy was leaving me with some stranger but I didn't mind. I figured I was finally experiencing this doggy day camp Bones is always talking about.

Apparently, the doctors were trying to draw blood but I was so oblivious and excited that they couldn't do it. For anybody who doesn't like shots and scary things at the vet, I found the solution. Just be really excited, it worked like a charm. Soon I was feeling really sleepy and I took the best nap ever. When I woke up, I felt a bit groggy but nothing to keep me from being my normal self. If it wasn't for the tightness of my stitches, I would have never known anything had happened. I suppose the pain medicine also helped me from feeling any pain.

Okay, so I wasn't that tough. I cried in the car ride home but I get to be a baby at least for one day, right? I think Bones was really excited to see me. I was excited too. I missed not having someone bothering me all day long. When I returned, Bones helped me rip off my bandaid and things returned to normal. They told Daddy that I was not allowed to play or take a bath. I have totally disregarded the no playing rule and when I returned home, I played harder than I ever had before.

After the first day, I couldn't run too fast but I am starting to feel like myself again. Mommy, Daddy, Bones and I took a long walk today and I chased Bones around the park. Bones and I also got a new toy today we have been running around the house ever since.


I have also started to collect all of my (or maybe they are Bones') toys in our bed. It is quite the collection.


I hope I didn't worry anybody with my surgery. Please know that I am perfectly fine and if I would have known this was happening, I would have told you sooner. Bones and I are back to playing and the pug tornadoes (as Mommy calls them) are back.


Before I forget, I want to show you my most recent victory over Bones. While fighting over a toy, Bones decided to drag me around while I was still laying in our bed. Well, I planned it perfectly so that when he turned around he would run into the crate door and drop the toy, leaving me with the victory.