Poor Ol' Ozzy

This is so humiliating.

Ozzy must wear this e-collar for 7-10 days. He is not happy about it and has been running into walls, people and even Stewy and me. He keeps whining for Mum to take it off. We don’t know why Mum let the Vet person put this thing on Ozzy but we are glad it’s him and not us. Today Ozzy did figure out how to pick up his stuff toys and even played his favorite game of fetch the bunny.
I thought they liked me.

My Recovery

Here I am looking a little spent. Mum took me to the Vet and they gave me some medicine to make me sleep and did surgery so I can't have any puppy's. Mum adopted me when I was two, two years ago and decided the surgery wasn't necessary since Stewy was neutered. What changed? -Stupid Ozzy, Mum agreed to get me fixed in order to adopt him!
(He will be moving in with my human sister soon, that is if he gets along with her cat)!

Funny thing though.... Ozzy is going to see the Vet on Tuesday! Best of all, he will need to wear one of those cone-head things.... mawahahaha
I am feeling much better and even scored a nice treat today. The upside to all of this is that Mum was advised to walk me everyday. Apparently this surgery makes a girl put on weight. If you've seen my Mum you know the walking will do her some good too!

We had a very important family meeting. The main topic-how to score more treats!