I have one more day to freedom. My scar is healing nicely and I am driving Mom and Dad NUTS with having to lay low and be “contained” by the apparatus. Dad had to put band-aids on the controller mask since I got a little sore from wearing it.
When Dad took off the mask tonight for dinner I was a good boy and ate my little crowns which Mom calls broccoli.
After dinner I decided to bug them as much as possible and pounce on them while they are eating to get more attention. However, I get the most attention when I saunter by them and body slam myself to the floor. Mom says I’ the drama King. However, while she was writing the blog for me I put my head in her lap since I love it when she rubs my head and ears – that’s the best. I know when to behave – it’s just whether I choose to do it.