Not felt much like blogging this last week. Went in for my op on thursday last week. I wasn't particularly brave but the day seemed to pass quite quickly. I was poked, prodded, listened to and weighed first thing and then taken through to the back and put in a cage. Then the doctor came and spiked me. I felt quite drowsy and nodded off. I woke up a few seconds later and my belly felt a bit funny, when I looked down, there was a big bald patch, a cut and some string poking out. I was still fairly sleepy so I nodded off again. I got a bit frightened later when I woke up properly but was really pleased when the slave came and rescued me.
I was chuffed to be home and feeling much better so I had a poke around at my belly. Then I had a bit of a run around but the slave sent me to bed. He set me up with my private bedroom again, with some food and water and told me to stay calm. I don't do calm unless I am knackered.
Friday I was allowed out of my bedroom and noticed that my figure had been ruined! My belly is now looking like Tollie's, which wobbles a lot and hangs down. I have ordered a belly wig from catwigs'R'us and am hoping it will get here soon. It's really embarrassing with a bald patch at my age. Jaffa, who knows these things, said I had wasted my money on the belly wig and it will grow back anyway in a few weeks. Later in the day, I did some hurtling around but was sent to bed.
Saturday ... I can't remember what I did but remember spending a lot of time in bed. But so did the others because it snowed a lot. On Sunday, I quite fancied going out but was a bit taken aback since the snow was so deep and up to my chest. My bare belly didn't help matters as I felt a tad chilly. So I stayed in.
Monday it absolutely slung it down but I managed to persuade the slave to go out when it eased off. I really enjoyed the fresh air and the snow was much less. I had a poke in a few holes, dug in some snow and went back in for a lie down. Now yesterday, I went out several times. The weather wasn't great, a bit damp and cold but the grass had come back pretty much everywhere. I chased a couple of buzzy flying things. The last session outside ended badly in a way. I was down near the gate and a loud car making a funny noise came down the road. I didn't like that and dashed back to the house. But the good thing was that I discovered how to hurtle through the flap as well, whereas normally it is a bit of a slither. It's easy really, just take off from the step in front of the door and you can bang through without even touching the sides. I think I might adopt that as my normal mode of entry.
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