I needs some helps.

Soooo...I haven't bloggied for a long time but I need some help.


See, I have a weird cyst bump thing on my front paw that is driving me CRAZY!!! So I'm gonna have surgeries on the 23rd to remove it and then they're gonna cleans my teeth and take some x-rayz of my knees and hips.

My mama is SUPER worried about my surgeries. She thinks I'll chew out my stitches. And while she's already checked that the vet lady won't be using Ace (Acepromazine) on me, she's still realllllllly worried. So this is where I need the helps.

What can I do to make my mama realize I'm a big girl and a tuff cookie and I'll be just fine? What did you do to your hoomans before you had surgeries to make them calm down? Oh and what treats taste extra yummiez after surgeries? Hm, hm?

My inquiring Gucci girl mind wants to know.

Gucci's a smart girl!

Look at her sleeping all kinds of cute...


Hmmm...I wonder nonsensicalness has bored her to sleep! Could it be...?


♥♥♥s,
dana

Well, well, well...

I didn't get to go to the rescue, but I did manage to distract Mom and make her forget her camera before she left hehehe. HOWEVER, I forgot about her camera phone thing.

(Gucci's Mom here, these two were saved from a kill shelter in Southern Virginia, named Sonny & Cher, they are such a cute pair and are kept in the same crate because they are desperately attached to eachother. They snuggled up together in the crate and it was cuteness to die for! It's also crazy that there's no food agression between the two of them, especially since they are each atleast 20lbs underweight.)

Mom said these were the only two pictures she took there because I'm much prettier than any of the other boxers and she said she didn't play with any of 'em or give any treaties out.



mmMhmm! I sniffed her like crazy and knew she was lying. I smelled a 5.5 month old flashy brindle boxerboy named Vox, a young fawn pup named Mollie, a chillax fawn named Houdini (Mom says he escapes for any crate you put him in), a crazyyy boxerboy named Chance who barks and barks and barks. Oh oh and I smelled a sweetheart brindle named Belle...Mom and Uncle Erik said she reminded her of me...NO WAAAAY MOM I'M THE BEST BRINDLE BOXERGIRL!!!


Oh well. Mom said she might take me to the petstore today. I've been telling her I need to do some shopping for my boyfriend.

Shhh...don't tell Gucci!

Tomorrow I'm taking her to my parent's house...she has no idea [as obvious in the pouty suitcase pics above]!! She loves running up and down their stairs and basking in the sun outside while my Dad smokes cigars and boxing with my brothers...not to mention riding in the car!

♥,
dana

ps...
Our Redskins aren't doing too well tonight, sighhhh.

Gucci's Mom Hijack Action Post.

Gucci fell asleep with her blogger logged in, so I'm hijacking her blog to post these pictures of her snuggled up with Oreo, the miniature pony.



Yes, she fell asleep with Oreo kicking her face. The last stuffie she snuggled with like this didn't fair so well the next day. Thus, I fear for Oreo's safety tomorrow. :X

♥s,
Dana