after 8 long days...

...i have gotten relief. my mom said my wound is better and i can take off that stupid, red torture device. i promptly celebrated by going outside and chasing my doggie brother around until i dropped!

here is my celebration picture! relaxed! at last!



-*w00f*

my brother tried to make me feel better...

... he didn't want me to feel bad, so he put one on too.



if he really wanted to help, he would have pulled the stupid thing off.

-*w00f*