Home Sweet Home
The new dude got his surgery on Tuesday. He was a cryptorchid which does not mean that he had a flower growing inside of him. It did mean that he had TWO incisions--like a neuter AND a spay!
Here he is looking pathetic after being carried out to the car.
Here he is sleeping peacefully in his crate after being carried inside. THIS DID NOT LAST:
And here he is in his cone playing his favorite game of "spear the ma ape in the gut with the cone!"
He has to wear the cone all the time. Not necessarily because he is going after his sutures but because without it he goes BUCK WILD trying to play.
And here is an artist's rendering of my ma ape:
Yes, a one-year old dude has a lot of energy and doesn't appreciate being crated all day. He wants to play with my sissy constantly, screams if we get out of sight, and plows over anything and everything he can with his conehead. Our other ape is sick and can't help. So here is the count so far:
Number of times the new dude has knocked over the ma ape: 2
Number of times the new dude has pulled her over: 1
Number of bruises on my ma ape from the cone, falling, and other unfortunate accidents: at least two dozen
Number of times he has coned me or my sissy in the bum: 1,000,000,000,000,008
Approximate decibels of his screams: 2,000
Number of times I have decided to sing along with his screaming: Just one glorious duet.
Gus's mom suggested that we try applying alcohol directly to the ma ape. I might take her over to the corgi lounge.