My Coney Island Sissy!

So my sissy went to the vet on Thursday and this is the face she made:

But she got her drain out and she's doing much better. In fact we keep getting in trouble for rasslin' too much. And then my ma ape decided to distract us when we start playing by giving us snackables. And then we figured out we get snackables if we pretend we're rasslin'! Genius! My sissy's injury has put about 10 pounds on me! (OK, exaggeration. That would go RIGHT to my hips.)

But because my sissy was a good girl at the vet we got some puffy pig's ears. My sissy's was HUGE! Like it must have come from HOGZILLA:


And I got one even though I didn't go to the vet but I was a good boy and didn't get into anything the last few days. I didn't even drag stuff out of the bathroom which I do when my ma ape is gone too long so I bring out her shampoo and loofah and what not that's on the edge of the tub and I put it in a pile in the living room.

And then they put a SHIRT that looks like a DRESS on my sissy. She looks like K-Fed! She didn't like it so much.

But mostly me and my sissy have been sticking together like good dogs should. Here we are doing synchronized begging:


And doing some non-intensive dance moves (which, by the way, Scary Spice wuz robbed on Dancing with the Stars--I demand a recount!) And I sing my Barbershop quartet favorite "hello my Coney headed sissy!"


And look what I taught her to do with her eyes! Synchronized alienation!


Yes, we're finding plenty of things to keep us busy.