My buddy, Sawyer has gone home. I miss him. Whenever I hear his name I go looking around for him. I (Cheerio) will be taking over the writing.
My family is back. I missed my boys a whole lot. I was so happy to see them. Because I am missing my buddy, my family has been giving me extra special attention. Sometimes that means a special treat. Yesterday, they gave me a soup bone. I absolutely LOVE those. They are yummy, good, delicious. I had spent a good amount of time on this bone when something happened. It got stuck. On my face. I couldn't get it off.
I didn't much like this thing on my face. I knew I needed help, but I wouldn't let them touch it. It hurt.
It happened right before my family went to bed. I couldn't lay down right. I stayed up all night long. Mostly I was quiet, but every so often I would whimper and cry. First thing in the morning, Dad took me to the vet that Mom had found the night before.
The vet gave me a shot that made me really sleepy. She gave me another one so that I wouldn't hurt any more. Then she cut that thing right off my face. I was back home (camping) in about 20 minutes.
The first thing I did was let all my people love me. They were all really worried about me. I felt kind of funny. I couldn't make my ears stand up straight. I also couldn't make my legs do what I wanted them to. So the next thing I did was to take a little nap. Well, okay, I slept all day long. I was still a little loopy when my family came back from the beach.
I feel fine now. I have had my dinner. I have begged for food from my boys (one of them dropped his hot dog!). And I have had a nice after dinner walk. I hope tomorrow I can go play ball.