EG has been home for two days and I got to tell you, he stinks. He stinks bad like v-e-t. So I've been hissing and growling and whapping him on the head every time he gets near me. That is all.
In other news, I heard Mama telling Daddy that when she was on the phone with the v-e-t the other day, the techs were taking EG's IV out and he was screaming. Dr G said, "He doesn't really care to be restrained." MOL! So he'd like you to think that it was that Muffin dawg who was screaming like a little girl. But really? It was him. MOL!MOL!MOL!