Hippo Watch: Sunday
And here he is, Dr. Wrinkle-Head himself. This is his “You talkin’ to me?” face. I was, in fact, talking to him.
Time since last accident: 31 hours and 5 minutes
Surprising hidden talent: Self-restraint; specifically, the ability to not gobble a pile of kabobs at snout-level when I turn my back for two minutes. Also, he does sing a nice back-up to Tori Amos’ “Little Earthquakes.”
Today’s Very Big Deal: We went on a walk to a nearby park crawling with people, shouting kids, and bicycles zooming past. He quivered and quaked, but he also met five very nice people and one very enthusiastic floofy white dog in an owl sweater. All in all, not too bad, but I think Hippo was a wee bit jealous of that owl sweater.
On the To-Do List: Get Hippo to sleep through the night. Being serenaded at midnight, 2, 5, and 7a.m. is not our idea of fun. Also, the vet is supposed to be back in her office tomorrow, so we shall be making Mr Hippo an appointment to get checked over and hopefully get some medicine for his little eyeball. Huzzah!
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Awwwww, cutey!
Hooray for Hippo and his improvement with time between accidents! Emma and Buford tell me they shipped a special package for him on their Daddy’s lunch break today. Be on the lookout for Hippo’s box of surprises!
What’s not to fall in love with????
Hippo says, “BOOF!”
That means, “Why, Miz Emma and Mastah Buford, that is so very kind of you, and heaven knows that I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.”
Doggy-speak is ever-so-much-more efficient than English. But presents!!! YAY!!!
He’s adorable! You going to keep him?
That is the cutest picture yet - and you’ve had some very nice ones in the days since Hippo joined you. Great to hear that he is doing better and ok around people…. I’d imagine that is a huge step given his past history.