Goal Achieved: Operations and Stuff... today, Friday!

(This is for All my Friends who don’t get to see my posts on Facebook... some of you will have already read about me, Moyo going to have my Surgery this morning...)

So. First thing this morning? Cecil went for his Morning Constitutional with Dad.

That was supposed to distract me from this Sodding StupidArse No Breakfast Thing to which I’ve been subjected.

It didn’t.

I came back and Used Starving Dog Face on Mom. She ignored it. So I lay down and Pretended I had Fainted. Still got ignored.

Dad look at me and said Good thing that dog is resting, Mom, because I think she wanted to eat me when we were walking.

Mom said Its a good thing you’re a StupidArse, Dad. Moyo doesn’t eat StupidArses.

Really? said Dad? Well, that’s a relief, then... else you’d have been eaten years ago...!

Banter Aside...(and it feels like I’m being forced to Bant myself, let me tell you. And Banting is Bloody Boring!!) Mom and Dad then took me to the Vet in the Farmer’s truck.

When we got there? Mom signed forms and then I had to leave her. That Was So No Fun. The nurse was sweet and talked nicely to me, but it Really Did Not Help. I dug my feet into that linoleum and I Balked.

But then Mom said Moyo? I’m coming back. Ok?

And I Know Those Words. I know them because Mom always says them if she has to leave me for a bit. And then I Wait. And then she Comes Back. And then All Is Well Again.

So, I trusted my Mom and I took my claws out of that linoleum and I (sort of) went with that Sweet Nurse. Mom kept saying I’m Coming Back, my Moyo, I’m Coming Back... and I Know she WILL!!!

So now Mom will let you All Know what the progress is: I’m having Blood Tests first to check my kidneys and liver and that there are no Nasties Lurking in my System. They will pho’s Mom once they’ve done those tests- and tell her what they see. Then Dr Chahal will operate on my foot.

After all that? They will call my Mom again and tell her when I can be Coning Back... and THAT is Going To Be Just Fantabulous!!

P.S. this is Mom herself here: I’m now in high anxiety mode, it’s so weird not having my Moyo right next to me... but I know she s in good hands and the day will move along as quickly as it can till I can have that fat black Moyo back with me....(by the way? She’s lost just over 3 pounds since last well... been feeding her slightly less every day as she really has picked up too much weight not being able to run as much. Should be doing the same for my own fat arse, but whatever....😜😜)

Here are some paintings Mom painted About me, Moyo.