It is both an honor and a privilege for us to announce that Otis is our March 13, 2011 pup of the week.
Otis has been sight challenged for some time now but that has not stopped him from being one of the most observant dogs I know. Also he wrote a string of rhythm and blues hits in the 70's. Hold it a second *ruffling through notes* that is incorrect , he did not write any songs. Pocket please remove this sentence during the editing process.
This week we were quite concerned about our witty, white friend. He had to go in for surgery. I have never personally seen a surgery except on the TV but they always seem to go wrong and are done after the surgeons make sexy time in the supply closet. No wonder there are so many infectious diseases in hospitals. One little slip up and a doctor's entire family gets spilled out over the linens.
The dogter had made the diagnosis that poor Otis had two large lickyourmas in his tummy. This made me worried. I lick my Mom quite a bit and don't want any residue to build up in my tummy and need to removed by a sex starved surgeon.
Well. of course, the dogter had miscalculated. There were four lickyourmas in his tummy. One of them was the size of a grapefruit which is wicked big. I think it's bigger than Pocket. Which would be like having a Pocket in your stomach, which would make you a kangaroo. I would still be Otis' friend if he was a kangaroo but hopping and lack of vision seem to be a recipe for disaster.
The dogter said those lickyourmas had been in his tummy four four to five years. That's a quite a long time to have Mommy residue in your belly. But you know what? How can Mommy residue be bad for you? OK, if it's bigger then Pocket it's probably not great, but still, there is nothing wrong with having a little bit of Mommy inside of you.
In fact Otis had become so attached to the Mommy residue that the dogtor could not remove them all. But that was OK. He stuck his poker all over Otis and didn't find anything wrong so he stitched him up, gave him a kiss on his head, and called his Mom to take him home.
Otis was groggy, looked up,and saw his Mommy. He gave her a kiss, darn the residue, and looked down to see his hoo ha had been shaved. He passed out.
His first night was a tough one. Very confused from the medicine they give you to bring about sleepy time. And any operation on your tummy is quite painful so Otis couldn't find a comfortable place to lay down. We haven't heard back about his condition but we're hoping he didn't have to wear the cone of shame.
Now Otis, you always make us smile, and we've had a little fun with your operation because we hope to make your Mommy smile. But we are worried about you. We pray that you fully recover and keep us smiling with your stories about your Mom and your kitties. And we all love you, so that's why you're our pup of the week.