Buddies

What a day it's been.  It started out really well, with a nice breakfast followed by a relaxing sun bath on the rug by the French doors surrounded by all my new toys.  But then my new mom took me to the vet.  I did not like the vet.  I did not like the vet one single bit.  My ears are all itchy and sore, and I've been flapping them a lot and scratching at them, which is why I ended up at the torture chamber they call "Roxbury Animal Clinic".  When the evil woman doctor tried to look in my ears, I turned into the she-bitch from hell, and snapped and snarled at her.  Then a muzzle appeared, and the mad doctor tried to put that on my snout!  Nope.  Not going to happen.  I will bite you if you try.  I am very good at being a Drama Queen.  Eventually I allowed my mom to put the muzzle on, and then my ears got looked at and medicated.  I thought I was free to go at that point, but no!  The mean doctor whipped out a huge needle and jabbed it under the skin on the back of my neck!  They were saying something about a microchip ... whatever that is.

Anyway, once we got home things were much nicer.  I'm pretty tuckered out now, as you can see from this picture of me snuggled up next to my big black uncle BB.  He's my bodyguard.  I wish he had been allowed to escort me to the vet this morning!