It’s that time of year again. It’s the fair. Which means: YUMMY FOOD!!
This month we go several times to the fair to walk around. It’s very noisy when it’s the fair with lot’s of hard music and hard sounds from slot machines. But I don’t mind one bit. And this is because there are always yummy treats to be found on the ground. And everytime, just before we go home I get a sausage ^_^
Jessica sometimes plays a game and tries to win a plushie for me. But the machines are very loose and it’s getting harder and harder to win something. But I don’t mind ^_^

It took one Shunka and some a couple of days to get rid of the annoyance in my mouth. And this is how I did it ^_^
On Wednesday evening Katinka came by with Shunka to visit poor little sick me. And I think you all know me by now. When I see Shunka, I go out of my mind. We started playing like we hadn’t seen each other in years. When Jessica heard what we were doing, she ran to us and seperated us. Afterwards, she was really angry at us. One of the treats got broking during our playtime.
After that I wasn’t allowed to see Shunka anymore. That is until today. I can tell you that I missed her and that when I saw her today, I lost it and become wilder and wilder.
The treats in my tongue are all away now and there is only a little cut at the side of my tongue. Most of it grew together.
But do you know what the worst thing was during all this time? I wasn’t allowed to eat hard food!!!!! Which means: NO COOKIES and NO BONES!!!!!!!
I can tell you I lost weight during this last week and I’m still not allowed to eat any hard food and cookies for a week. This is apparently necesary so that the muscles in my tongue can heal better.
Well, I can tell you, I don’t like that. And I will try to get my way and receive cookies.
Wish me luck!

When I woke up today I still felt a little bit drowsy, but then I noticed that there was something in my mouth. And I can’t seem to get it out. It’s just like something is sticking on my tongue.
I try biting it, but Jessica won’t let me. It’s like some strings are on my mouth with little knots. I don’t get it. Why can’t I break them? Somebody please tell me!!

I told you that I had bitten my own tongue on Sunday. Well, I had to be operated yesterday so that I shouldn’t have a split tongue for the rest of my life.
Jessica had been thinking about it since the moment I got home and she had seen it until she was driving to her work. She decided to leave an hour early so that we could go to the vet to see if nothing was wrong.
When we got at the vet, we had to wait a little while, but that doesn’t bother me. This means more time for me to be a keeshond and sniffle all over the place.
When it was our turn, Jessica placed me on the table and then they had to wait until I saw fit to stick out my tongue, because when the vet tried to open my mouth to look, the cut wasn’t very clear. When I started panting, the vet saw how big the cut was and was very surprised that I was able to do that to myself.
And then the decision had to be made: to operate or not to operate. The vet was doubting a bit because it is something that he hasn’t done much during all his years, but when Jessica asked what he would do if I was his dog, he said he would operate it because it wouldn’t heal a lot like how it was. So Jessica immediatly replied “OK, than we operate.”
They immediatly made an appointment for the same evening at 8 o’clock, because the longer we waited to operate, the harder it would be to heal properly.
I wasn’t really aware of anything. I was busy looking to the treats that were standing in the vet’s office. But I can tell you I was really surprised to be there again a little before 8. Jessica rang and the vet opened the door.
I had to be weighed to know how many seditive he needed. And before I had taken notice of the whole situation, I got a shot. At first I didn’t notice anything, but after a couple of minutes my limps were getting more and more slack. Jessica hold be before I fell down and together with the vet, they laid my down on the table. And after that I don’t remember much.