Only thing that can calm me down right now is Miles Davis ballads. See my (human's) iPhone?So what about Tamadol, I don't care about gravity. My human says I am a flat dog, but I think I am flying. Doing well so far.
So this is me resting comfortably.This is me in silly pink dress. But the dress is covering up my scar. Count'm; 20!! Ouch! But my human is relieved to know that the tumor is completely removed. The doctors think it's really gone. (low likelihood of recurrence, medical talk.)
My human says I am 10 years old, but what's age, but a number. My hair is pretty beige and my eyes are clear brown. I am featherweight at 15 pounds or so.