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Another gift came in the mail!   It must be our ANIMAL MAGNETISM--who can resist??

Let's see--who is it from??

Ohhhhh, a valentine!  From our golden girlfriend, Sophie!  Isn't she a beauty? 

And look!  A new woobie gift! 

Try to catch me!

Ok, ok, THE BRAT can play with it first...

Yeah, we know... squeak, squeak, squeak, roll, roll, roll.  Same ol' story.... YAWN 

Heyyyyyyyyyyy!  Toy hog! 

Ahh!  Order has been restored to the world...

so much, Sophie!  And yes, WE WILL BE YOURS!  (Although... now, we don't want to start trouble or anything, but we hear that Sophie has other boyfriends!  Can you believe that?  We thought we were the only ones, but with her beauty, we can understand that competition for her affections is fierce.  We vow to work harder to steal her away!)

The other day our Dad had a birthday , so we helped Mom wrap his presents!

Hmmm, let's see what we have...

Need more paper?

I'll hold down this end...

All done! Looks like a pretty good haul...

Oh wait, there's another package from Amazon! 

It's a book! 

Well, whaddya know... the latest NY Times best seller!    I'm sure Dad will love it! 

Dad!

(We didn't get even a taste of that cake  )

1.  SPIDERMAN

2.  SUPERMAN

3.  ELECTRO-STATIC DOG

We hate to keep harping on the toy situation here  ,   but something TOTALLY BEYOND OUR CONTROL keeps happening to our woobies.  We think the most plausible explanation is shoddy workmanship.  Even poor Mr. Armadillo, a recent surgical patient, didn't make it. 

We were so sad, then a package arrived for Augie from our golden (girl)friend, Sophie! 

Ohhhhhh, what could it be?? 

We will each take a turn having a look...

A "natural" duckie woobie! 

Curiously, we both are interested...

Gimme that!

(Everyone's a comedian....)

Augie prefers the pounce and shake technique...

Ti prefers the back roll method... 

We love it!  Great choice, pretty Sophie! 

And we'd like to give a shoutout to everyone who sent cards and notes to Augie after his surgery.   We appreciate your kindness!

We'd like to alert everyone to SHAMEFUL BEHAVIOR going on at our house.  No, not from us canines as we are perfect, but from MOM.    We give you...

EXHIBIT A:

EXHIBIT B:

What are these things, you ask?  Frillback pigeons??

A mop??

No, they're Ti's feet!   Mine (Augie's) weren't as bad, because I had gotten them done before surgery, but poor Ti!  How embarrassing.  Do you see how we are neglected?  FINALLY   Mom took us for our pedicures...

(Look!  Ti has a bionic eye...)

Ta-da!  No more chicken feet for Ti! A manly paw...

Before and after:

And MY studly paws...

WHEW!  We have been restored to our mega-handsomeness!

(Now that we have been properly groomed, please tell Mom it is time to dye her hair again  )

Some of you might remember Black Bear and Armadillo from a Christmas blog entry.  They were young and fresh then.  Innocent.  The best of friends.  But one day...

Armadillo was critically injured!  To the emergency vet, little fellow!   

Stay down where it's warm....

Hurry, Mom!  Time is of the essence! 

Yes, yes!  Small mammal here! 

Ohhhhhhh, the wait! 

It is looking bad! 

Whew!  Just a nasal fracture, loss of tissue, and slight dislocation...

I'm sorry, sweetie, but you will have to wear an e-collar.

Cone buddies. Sigh.

The other night, a package came in the mail from our golden pals, Tucker and Daisy! 

Look what their mom made for our mom!  A beautiful wall hanging of the two of us! 

We offered to chew it hang it for her, but Mom said no.  Was there anything else in the envelope??

Yes!  A new white woobie!

And look!  It came with a bonus paper woobie! 

Got it!  Air Ti does it again!

Cone Boy's turn...

Aha!  Yet another use for an e-collar...

very much, Tucker and Daisy and mom!  We love the wall hanging, the woobie, and your sweet, sweet note

In a previous blog entry, we told you about the many uses for a cone (e-collar).  Now, this assumes that you actually enjoy wearing one.  What sane dog does?!   Don't accept the cone,  HIDE IT.  We will show you how.

The first rule of thumb is, do not be obvious.  See here?  Oven = obvious.

Dishwasher = obvious.

Being obvious fools no one.  You must get creative.  For example, the RAISED FEEDER:

Approach the feeder in a calm, cool manner, and eat normally.  No one will be the wiser.

END TABLE.  This one is a bit tricky, but if you're smart, it will work beautifully.  The key is to work your design seemlessly into the decor, like this:

Knickknacks on the table are that extra touch that say, "I'm at expert at this." 

POWDER ROOM WASTEBASKET.  Replace the trash can in the powder room with an elegant cone-can.

For an authentic look, add used tissues. (Note:  do not eat these.)

You may admire your handiwork for a few seconds, but do not dally.  This would seem suspicious.

LAMPSHADE.  A no-brainer here, as a cone looks like a lampshade anyway.

And the best place to hide your cone?  ON YOUR BROTHER WHO LOOKS LIKE YOU

Today we went to the vet's to have Augie's stitches taken out and for Mom to consult with the surgeon who removed Augie's tumor.  They took my brother in the back to do the work, but he didn't want to go.  He was a little scared and that made me sad.   I waited patiently, and then I thought I heard him:

I think my brother is coming back!

The surgeon had consulted with both the pathologist who examined Augie's tumor, and an oncologist.  The pathologist thought the tumor was close to being benign, but it had a bit more mitotic activity than he was comfortable with to give that diagnosis.   He wasn't overly concerned.  The oncologist wasn't too alarmed either, but he recommended taking Augie back to surgery and getting wider margins.  The vet said he absolutely couldn't do that, as there is no more flesh in the leg to make that feasible.  It just would never heal.  Besides, he felt he got it all, as the margins were clean on the pathology specimen.   The oncologist also said we could take chest x-rays, but the vet thought it would be a waste of time and money.  If Augie had lung metastases, there is no treatment anyway.

Bottom line... nothing more needs to be done, other than to watch Augie for signs of something wrong. 

Now on to the suture removal! The incision wasn't quite healed up yet, due to tension on the wound from Augie flexing his elbow.  There was also more scabbing than usual, so the vet removed half the stitches, applied some antibiotics and steroid and a bandage, and we go back on Saturday.  Poor Augie...

Don't worry, Augie, I will take care of you!  

Such a sad face...

Doesn't this face deserve a cookie?

all once again for all your good wishes!    We feel encouraged by today's consultation.  We will continue to keep an eye on Augie, but otherwise try to stay positive and carry on as usual.  Looking forward to many years' worth of great adventures to share with you here at AugieDoggy.com!

to everyone for all the good wishes, prayers, and positive vibes regarding Augie and his cancer diagnosis. We are very touched by the outpouring of love Augie has a consultation and stitches removal on Monday, so we'll have more information then.

Now on to more pleasant topics!  We finally got snow the other night!  We present to you:  TIBERIUS, starring in....

Who won??   

P.S.  No dogs were harmed in the making of this blog entry