Puppymonster was sick when I left for work this morning, no cage for him today, didn't have the heart. He DID manage to get past a 2ft tall barricade to go upstairs, but he promptly went into my room and laid on a pillow for most of the day it appears. Small price to pay for a healthy puppymonster!
This is how I left him in the morning, he refused to lay anywhere but on a pile of my clothes.
Then when I got home...
Hold still monkeybutt!
Good boy!
After we got back from the vet it was nap time, he flipped OUT when they tried to take his temp (don't blame him!) the nurse (?) was like "I hadn't even done anything yet, I just lifted his tail!"
I think that was my fault...when she left right before that she said she might need to take his temp, so I made the mistake of telling him "I hate to say this pal, but something might be going in your butt...you might not luck out and just get something in your ear."
I know they say he can't understand english, but I like to think everyone understands "rectal thermometer"...it's like math, it's a universal language.
Nap time! (omg, ears!!!!)
He insisted on pushing against the cushion...why? Never question a puppymonster...people have died that way...
And after that brief respite...
It's terror as usual...I like it better when the sock he bites DOESN'T have my foot in it...
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