Doing fabu, thanks!

I am neutered.  Neuerto.  Neuterdid.  Neutoramicus. 

It's fabulous. 

I barely even have an incision site and I am feeling just fine.  I also saw the vet and she loooooved me (big surprise, eh?).  She said I look GREAT and gave me an "A" for behavior and looks and health.  I gave her a kiss.  I actually gave everyone there a kiss.  Kiss(es) plural really.  Good times,  I ate cookies.  They drew blood.  I ate cookies, they expressed my anal glands

WOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I ate cookies.  They examined me all over.  I got a belly rub.  Good life. 

I am getting a little fatter each day and I hear I am getting more and more handsome as the hair on the tail grows in and I learn how to be a grown up dog.  It's fun fun fun.  I am making eye contact before I leave my crate and before I go outside and before I do ANYTHING.  They want me to make eye contact all - of - the - time!!!  I am learning hand signals for putting my butt on the ground and putting my whole body on the ground and stopping certain behaviors.  I like this learning thing. 

I eat cookies.  Yum. 

Two days no marking. 

Cookie.

Many days no counter surfing.

COOKIE.

Maybe I can have some bizkit doh now!