PoOr YoGee

YoGee: Mummy... How could you do this to me??? How could you destroy my brotherhood??

Me: I'm sorry YoGee. I know it hurts but trust me, everything i do is for your own good!

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From the 2 sentences, you would have guess what horrible things i've done to my dear YoGee. Yes, NEUTURING!

After much consideration, i finally plucked up my courage to send him for sterilization. It's costly for me, but torturing for YoGee. To me, it's financially.... to YoGee, it's physically! Poor YoGee!

YoGee has to finish his dinner before 8pm last night and from 8pm onwards, only drinks allowed. Being the everything-also-eat dog, he must be feeling very upset because the next eating time is 7pm tonight! Duh... Empty stomach for 24hrs... Oh my...

Ok, back to this morning.

We reached the clinic at 10am. My dog, not realising what's going to happen later (kaoz, what was i thinking? As if he can understand if i tell him ah!) is still in a i-am-happy-cause-mummy-and-daddy-brought-me-out mood. Upon seeing so many of his friends at the clinic, he is even happier lor... greeting here and there (simply means barking).

Anyway, it was a saturday morning and the clinic will be closing at 4pm, thus the clinic was flooded with pet owners like me. Struggling to register with the clinic's staffs. After much ado, my pet was brought into the room and i was advised to come back before 4pm...

So to kill the waiting time, ken and i went for breakfast then head to Marine Parade for a shopping spree. Bloody hell, within that short time i spent almost $100 on just one top, one pair of shoe, one eyebrow pencil and some other misc stuffs. I know maybe to some people, freaking $100 is nothing BUT not me, expecially during mid month ok! I want to be a RICH LADY so that i can spend as much as i like and won't be complaining like what i'm freaking doing now! Arghh~

Alright, back to YoGee.

Reached the clinic before 4pm as told. Saw familiar faces again... Yah... Those pet owners i saw in the morning. Know why? Cause the clinic auntie told almost everyone to come back before 4pm. What the....

Anyway this young lady went in to bring my dog out. My poor YoGee was f#*king happy when he saw us. He must be very trumatised and need lotsa TLC from us. Whining away... poor little thing. But guess what, my first thought was "YoGee looks like he's wearing pampers". OMG! i should slap myself. How could i still joke when my dear son YoGee have just gone through the most horrible operation - Sterilization!

Once we reached home, YoGee's behavior changed tremendously. Of cause not turning gay-ish la, duh! He suddenly became so bloody weak that he can't move an inch. Just standing there, stone-ing away. Guess he must be feeling horrible because we know he's damn tired and yet he can't lie or sit down. It's too painful i guess. *drop tears* Oh, i forgot to mention he was being vaccinated too, so i guess it's double torture for him. *drop more tears*

Alright, took 2 pictures of him in his most uncomfortable cum sad cum helpless cum tired cum painful look:

The thing he's wearing is the e-collar. To prevent him from licking his wound. Saw the white white patch at the back? Yupz, thats the pampers *opppsss* i mean bandage.

Here's a close-up:

Alright, I need to stop here! My son is giving me the pity look again. Mummy's coming ok...