I love him. Really I do. But sometimes he just really goes too far.
I mean, I understand why he did it to Lyle. Lyle was stinky. And itchy too. So really, it was for his own good.
But me, I was so sweet. My fur was glossy and beautiful.
Now I'm fluffy and that doesn't really suit me.
Now the bosses say how soft and sweet smelling I am. How I'm now a gorgeous dog. As if I wasn't before. On the up side they are petting me even more than normal.
I think maybe he should make it up to me by giving me some steak. Steak has this way of making everything seem somehow alright. Oh, and did I mention how much I love my neighbors recently? Yes, that is right, they brought me their steak leftovers again. I tell you, a dog couldn't ask for better neighbors!
So, you may be wondering how I'm doing after my last treatment. The dactinomycin seems to be working as well as ever. Importantly, I'm feeling well and when I go for my CBC check on Friday I expect that everything will look peachy keen.
Well, not much else going on tonight. I'll bark at you all later.
Peace, out.