dVH/RALH Post-op Blues...

I'm sitting here at 4 am because my Doberman thought I should get up and let him out to pee, he snorts in my face than sits down and stares. Talk about a flee bag, but he did give me his charming smile when he came back in. All this time I have been reading DH as dear husband then the light-bulb went off it ACTUALLY MEANS DUMB HUSBAND. Mine will start belching and yarning loud then comes his farts I offered him the gas pills my doctor gave me, he thought I was joking.

LOL.. you ladies are too much... I LOVE your sense of humor... if only I had that sense of humor about things.... me?? I sit here and sulk and feel sorry for myself and cry till my dogs look at me like I'm a lunatic... hahaha.

Then, there's my 7 yr old daughter, God love her, that has so much energy and LOVES to jump on me... I see her coming at me and I grab the nearest pillow and duck for cover.. lol.

then there's my 125 lb yellow lab that thinks he's a lap dog... when I least expect it in the middle of the night, he plops himself on my legs so then I'm stuck in that position the rest of the night..... lol

oh well... this all will be a distant memory soon enough....

Thx for the laughs ladies... you're awesome!!!!