
Hey Everybody...I've been bad... My mom/secretary left me home alone for one hour yesterday while she had to go to a meeting...I suprised her when she came home - I took out my stitches in 2 of the incision sites! Great! No need to spend needless dollars at the vet...I can do it myself...thats the kind of independant gal I am...My mom didnt' think it was so funny, cuz on one area, I took them ALL out & it opened up the wound...it didn't feel good at all...so back to the vet...& they put STAPLES in my leg! Like 10 of them! I wanted to post a pic of my new bionic leg, but my mom said it was too gross & I might make somepuppy sick... So then back at home - with the BLUE inflatable life raft around my neck...not fun...& then I decided it would be even MORE fun to take the staples out! I ate 3 staples...metal does not taste good...& isn't this stupid blue thing supposed to stop me from being bad?

So off in the car I went...to the local pet store to get this very attractive green cone...It was funny for the first 3 minutes...& then I realized my mom wasn't taking it off...HEY!

I know this is a great color on me...but I don't want to wear it anymore...please?

This sucks...

Here is a little gift for
Peanut's mom...A very handsome pic of
Mr. Vincent D'Onofrio - he's on some tv show that my mom tapes. But he's also my mom's personal trainer...cuz she'll tape the show he's on & work out forever with him on the tv... &
he is to blame for me ripping out my stitches...Had my dear mother been paying attention to me, instead of having a session with her personal trainer, I wouldn't be wearing a cone on my head...
Peanut also gave me the idea to do the NEEDS GAME...All you do is type in your name in google with 'needs' behind it - Here is what I need:
Randi NEEDS your help... (yes...please help me get the cone off of my head...)
Randi NEEDS at strike... (?)Randi NEEDS to be admonished & taken off the air for awhile like Don Imus... (I guess I do have a potty mouth at times...)
Randi NEEDS to play along... (well, that's just no fun...)
Randi NEEDS our prayers... (yes, pray that I get this cone off of my head...)
I'm gonna try & make my mom/secretary visit all my friends in the next few days...she can at least do that much for me...
Love & Licks,
Randi