Fuzzy had his operation 8 days ago. He is slowly doing better. Most of the time we don’t go outside because it’s been really cold; Mom doesn’t want us (Fuzzy) to get chilled on top of the operation.
But yesterday was a little warmer, so we all went for a walk.
Fuzzy really didn’t want to be on the walk, even though there were some neat crows to chase. Mom said Fuzzy was having an ‘off day’.
Today he is doing better…he wanted outside to just be outside. I went with him. It is warm enough I don’t even have to wear that coat thingy that Mom makes me wear when it’s below 10*.
I rolled everywhere on the grass that didn’t still have snow on it!
This afternoon Fuzzy and I will go for another walk with Mom, to build up Fuzzy’s strength.
Every day is another day to having my Buddy back. Please keep sending Magic Thoughts, please. Maybe next week Fuzzy and I will have a really cool adventure to talk about.