Hi Friends, I had a great day today! I was woken early today by my daddy singing: "Good morning, Lazarus" to me, mommy told him I liked it when she did it yesterday, but today it was still dark, I was still sleeping and all of a sudden I hear daddy singing - ugh. All was forgiven when he fed me breakfast and baby talked me. He and I had a little "guy time" outside and I met the neighbor lady over the fence. I didn't run away, I was brave and cautiously checked her out as I hid behind a tree (I don't think they saw me peeking). Then her little boy came out and put his hand thru the fence - YIKES! I still didn't run though, I just backed away. Daddy said I was very brave. He threw the tennis ball for me and I chased it...once.
I got really excited in the house and did a running lap in the house I even did the Tom Cruise slide on the hardwoods. Mom said I was adorable. That's the first burst of excitement I have had. They also left me alone today for the first time and I did GREAT! Mom was super worried but I just slept.
I also gave my first kiss today! I gave it to my dad on his hand as I walked by. He was deeply touched, mom was too excited about my progress to be jealous but I am waiting for just the right time to give her a kiss - she tells me she's a big smoocher and because it scares me to get kisses on the head, it takes all her control not to smother me in kisses but she's doing real good not scaring me. I think I will come around soon.
I took a big, long nap in the sunshine of my crate - it's my safe place and it's super cozy.
On a sad note, I did learn that I have something called heartworms. Having worms in my heart is just not right! After everything I have been through, why do I have to deal with this?? Can anyone tell me? Mom is very upset and she and dad said they will do whatever it takes to make me better. She tried to be brave but I know she is scared for me - she loves me a lot.
To end on a good note - my tail is wagging a lot today and that means I am happy!
Hugs and Kissies to you,
Lazarus
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