Yes, yes, I know its been quite some time since I blogged. I've been busy... getting old.
The Human Woman didn't want me to keep posting and considered just leaving my blog blank, but the Human Man convinced her to keep allowing me to post. It's my story, might as well go to the end... which is part of the problem with we dogs blogging... we have but a short time on this earth, much shorter than humans, and at some point it gets really sad because we go on to cross the Bridge and wait for our humans to catch up. Sad for everyone left behind here, but from what I hear the Bridge is a great place to hang out.
Now, don't get me wrong, I intend to hang around here for quite some time, but I am getting old, just want to remind you all of that. As I get old, things will happen, and it may not be pretty, or funny, but that is my life, and it would be a shame to let 7 years of blogging just stop without an ending. For you, the ending will suck, but for me it will be the end of a remarkable life of love, happiness, clawing, making new friends. That's nothing to be sad about.
So in getting old, I developed this eye goober thing. You can clearly see it here in this picture of me guarding the stairs
Please note that not only did the Human Woman crop out most of the wall, but she Photoshopped the dust and cobwebs off the wall. The Human Woman wishes that cleaning was as easy as sitting on her butt and photoshopping away the dust and dirt.
See the eye goober under my right eye? Yep, it's some form of nodule thing that isn't anything to freak out about unless it's rubbing my eye, then it has to come off.
Well... it wasn't rubbing my eye, but I decided that I didn't like it there and tried to remove it myself. Apparently those things bleed somewhat when you remove them with a sharp pointy claw, so when the Human Woman came up the stairs and saw that I had removed it with surgical claw precision...
This is after she attacked me with a piece of sterile gauze and wiped most of the blood off, and bits of eye goober guts, and some other whatever stuff that oozed out. I give her credit, she calmly went, washed her hands, got the gauze, fooled me by asking if I wanted a cookie and cornered me against the couch, otherwise I would have made her chase me through the house.
There's some other stuff going on with me that I'll tell you about later. It involves the Human Woman trying to steal my pee this week and some tests that need to be run. All of this growing old stuff is very inconvenient.
I realize that I probably totally bummed all the humans out by writing all of this... but if there's one thing you should have learned from me by now: It's not what happened yesterday. It's not what might happen tomorrow. It's what is happening right now. So get over it and enjoy the now... I am... on my air vent.