Mom spent time yesterday getting stuff ready for my surgery. She said I couldn't have anything to eat last night, so she had to hunt to find all of the bully sticks I'd hidden around our house.
She even dug under the bed to look for bully sticks. Instead of bullies, however, she found 21 toys, 3 unmatched socks, a jean jacket, and confetti that was once a magazine.
I acted innocent, of course.
Nope. I didn't make this mess. Not me...
You gotta admit that's a pretty impressive stash for a pup my size, though. He he he.
Mom also rearranged my doggie beds in the living room. I decided to test out the side of one bed.
Getting ready for surgery is exhausting, you know...