One day in October, my parents took me to my doctor or vet as they called it. The vet took me in their back room without my parents. I was okay about this, but I felt a bit strange without them there. They took some blood from me. And then I just waited. Before I knew it my parents were there.
I was told later by my parents that I had a high liver count and that was why I went home so quickly. My Mom had been feeding me duck tenderloins as treats and she thought that was why I had problems with my liver. I absolutely LOVED them, but I could not have them any longer. Also Mum found out that they were from China which of course I knew nothing about. I only knew my home in upstate New York. My Dad who was good at baking started making me liver treats and I was very happy to have them. I soon forgot about the duck tenderloins.
Before I knew it I was back at the vets. I had some blood taken from me again. Everything was alright. Then suddenly I felt a little prick and then I don't remember anything that happened. When I woke up, I felt tired, a little lighter on the back end with a little pain. I was walking but not so straight. The vet put on this thing on my neck. Boy did I hate it!
My parents did not think that the collar was working very well so they put some fabric on my butt. If I could get to it I would chew it all up, because I LOVE fabric. They also sprayed the underpants with bitter apple which I DETEST. I had to wear these underpants for two weeks and my parents were always laughing every time they saw me.
I am so glad that I don't have to wear the underpants anymore. I can feel the wind between my legs. I still like to sniff doggies' butts, and sit in the sun with my willy out. After all that's said and done I still like a good bitch.
P.S. My Mummy thinks this is a little bit coarse, but what the _ _ _ _
This is me after the snip.
This is me on the catwalk
I must say I like a bit of trash
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