WELCOME TO MY DOGGY WORLD!

I'm so excited that you have come to check me out. I'm not just an ordinary dog by any stretch of the imagination. In fact I'm rather special- even if I do say so myself. Not that life has been full of tummy rubs, doggy treats, or juicy bones. You might be surprised though at how much we have in common if you stick around.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

To Lucy Lou

Howdy Lucy Lou,

I received your most welcome letter. Like you I have had some frightening experiences too.

First I had what they call a CAT scan. No offence intended, I don't know why they didn't call it a DOG scan. I really think they should change the name.

Now, I don't suppose you have ever had a CAT scan since you are a dog. They give you this yucky stuff to drink and then they put dye in your veins and put you in a machine that can see inside of you. I know that sounds unbelievable but they really can see inside you. Maybe you should have one sometime so your Mistress can be sure you are OK. Maybe if they do one on a dog they call it a DOG scan.

I am now taking stuff to improve my appetite and if I keep eating so much I may still need some of your doggy food. Do you have any left? Does it taste good? It's OK whatever, I will eat ANYTHING.

After taking the CAT scan they decided I needed to take a NEW medicine. When they gave it to me I had a severe reaction to it. Talk about scary, everyone was scared I wasn't going to make it. I think I was almost through the Pearly Gates. Now I am looking forward to going there and would just have went on, but I took one look at Maryanna's face, that's my wife you know, and I knew I had to stay a little longer for her. I have spoiled her by doing all the important stuff for her. She isn't too bright (don't tell her I said that) and doesn't catch on too good especially computer stuff. So I felt like I had to fight to stay here for her or she would be totally lost. About all I remember is people pounding on my chest saying "BREATHE" and I was thinking "YEA, RIGHT". I ended up in the Emergency Room in the hospital. Maryanna called Reatha, (a special lady from our church) for a prayer need and within 45 minutes I was able to breathe on my own.

Your Mistress was also making calls and I know you knew something was up and I am sure you said some doggy prayers for me. I am doing fine now, but still need some prayers especially from you. You have been a faithful friend. Thanks.

Clayton
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