Emmet is too sore. His inside hurts. I tried to kiss it better. It did not work. Dog kisses do not always work. Oh well.
He going to have inside pictures taken. By a doctor. At the hospital. Not Dr. Smith. He is my doctor. Poor Emmet. I hope they do not have to shave him. They do that to me. I do not like it.
Craig stayed here to throw my Red Ball.
The nice doctor said Emmet was almost ok. Maybe just too sore inside from the long ago operation. He did not have to sleep in a strange bed. He is in his cosy basement. With his own nice pillows. That is good.
Jamie came to my house for a visit. We went into all the rooms. Craig said I was a gracious hostess. That is true.
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