Sunday morning, Mom and I woke up... I went outside, came in, ate my breakfast, then joined mom on the couch while she checked emails and such. Normal weekend morning, right?
About 45 minutes later, while the momma was petting me... she noticed a bump on my back. A little stunned, she tried to get a closer look. That's when she saw this....
|Ma... are those magic pills really going to work?|
|Ma, this isn't funny anymore....|
|But, when I look like this, I guess the momma didn't have a choice!|
Finally around 9pm that night, most of my bumps had gone away... Phew, it was a scary one! I seem to be all sorts of okay now. The vet thinks I might have gotten bitten by an insect. Stupid bugs. So... that's how I spent my Sunday. I even had to miss the end of the Giants game while we headed to the vet! AND, mom said I wasn't allowed to go to Grandpaw Jacks because I eat too much while I'm there and she wanted to keep an eye on everything I did and ate. Ugh. How Rude. But, I seem to be all better! So no worries!