Guess what my dad said yesterday? That maybe I would get my tooth pulled out for a Christmas present. I do not find that very funny. I was hoping for a stocking full of bully sticks and a new blankie. . . he had better be kidding. Grrrrrrr -
**Note from Mom**
Frankie does have a tooth in the back that needs pulling but he was kidding. Poor Frankie. If it's not one thing, it's another.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I had oral surgery yesterday - that isn't fun. Miss Frankie is taking good care of me. It never ceases to amaze me how in tuned she is to me - when I got home and laid down to sleep off my anesthesia, she was pawing at the bed. I picked her up and she sniffed all around my mouth and head, sniffed at the tape on my arm where my iv was and curled up next to me to sleep. It was so sweet. I love that dog! She means the world to me! :)