Ding Dong! The Stitch is Gone!

...Which old stitch? The wicked stitch. Ding dong, the staples all came out. I can't help but sing. You know me. Always a happy little tune. My tummy is almost all healed. Actually, it looked better a couple of days ago and it's still a little pink and swollen where the staples were, but that'll be gone in no time. So give me a week or so and I'll be flashin' some hot pink tummy around here again.

Speaking of "tummy flashing", oh boy, did I do some flashing today. The most important recipient was Zeus, the weimaraner from next door at work. And you know what? He LIKES me too! Lots. It was all our parents could do to keep us apart. He's pretty big, but I think he appreciates my friendliness. I'd flash some tummy, and he'd push me over with his nose and I'd do a complete roll-over, and flash more tummy, and get another friendly shove with his nose. We were quite a pair, I tell YOU! His HEAD is bigger than I am. :o)

I'll keep you posted on any new developments. Zeus is quite a guy.

Oh....and guess what? I have a shocking pink toothbrush and my very own poultry-flavored toothpaste. And I brushed my teeth, with a little help from Mom, yesterday for the first time. I was seven months old exactly yesterday AND I still weigh exactly 5.4 pounds, so I think I'm pretty much all grown up, don't you??

Love and stuff...

Mary-Margaret O'Brien