Sparky is trying to hypnotize me.
This is why our dogs stare at us. It is known. They want to hypnotize us, and it usually works.
Category: Sparky (Page 17 of 47)
Sparky could still reach his nethers, so I added duct tape tabs to make the cone a bit bigger.
Joanne imagines Sparky as a superhero, so that got me thinking about his skills. Based on Warhammer skills.
Not really, the orphanage took care of that, but it’s still uncomfortable sitting next to Sparky on the couch, trying to watch a show, while he is lapping at his undercarriage.
This is a short clip of our afternoon walk. Sparky is happy to be outside and checking on whatever it is that he checks on. Sparky shows no sign of discomfort. I’m still concerned.
It took until 8:30 pm for Sparky to do more than sleep. When he lifted his head to look around, I told him about the rice and brisket gravy in his bowl. After he ate that, he felt pretty good.
Sparky was dropped off at the vet at 8 am, and we picked him up at 3 pm. I didn’t realize that minor dog surgery can take all day. He is fine, but punky. Sparky had a tooth removed, sutures on his belly and evidence of a tape worm.
This video is going up as Sparky is going in for his belly-scraping surgery. He is getting a biopsy, so we won’t know anything definitive afterward, but Sparky will have to wear his cone of shame. He may not feel so good after the procedure, so a Benny Hill video might raise his spirits.
One of Sparky’s most considerate and genteel habits is to do his dirty business in the least objectionable spot available.
Sparky is still working on the cat puzzle he got at Aunt Joanne’s Fun House.