I've Been Robbed

Someone please call the police! I've been robbed and I don't know what to do. I woke up this morning a little groggy, yesterday was a complete blur. Today, I feel really strange and kinda sore in my personal area (if you know what I mean). Well, I prop up my hind leg to check out what's going on under there and OMG, they're GONE! My boys are gone! All that's left is this itchy, red, sore line thing on my private parts. Mom told me to leave the area alone, but I demand to know what happened to my boys. Let me recount the story as I remember.

Yesterday, Mom says we're going to the puppy doctor. Now, I really don't like going there, because they do weird stuff to me. The people are friendly and nice, but I always feel like I'm being violated when I'm there. Maybe I'm just oversensitive - I don't know. Mom acted kinda strange; she kept telling me to be a good boy. "Like duh, Mom, aren't I always?" I said to her with my eyes. Then one of the nice people starts taking me back with them and my Mom utters words I never want to hear her say when I'm there again - "I'll be back." UGH!!! That means she's leaving me here???

Yes, that's exactly what happened. My dear Mother, who has raised me since I was 8 weeks old. The very person with whom I've logged thousands upon thousands of hours - left me with THESE PEOPLE. How could she do this? I trusted her and this is what I get for that trust. Grrrrr...I am not happy with her right now. She's knows I'm not a dog, how could she leave me with them? I don't understand. A few minutes pass in this prison cell they put me into when a nice tech came and sprung me - or so I thought. Actually she just came to stick me with something and hook up a tube thing to my leg, then a few minutes more and I started to feel really relaxed. Wow...that stuff was great. I felt really sleepy and I guess I went to sleep.

Next, I remember waking up with people all around me. I didn't know where I was, but I wasn't feeling any pain. They put me back into the prison cell, but I didn't care. They could do to me whatever they wanted. I think I went back to sleep then, too. I woke up a little while later and then it dawned on me where I was. Ok, I want out. I want my Mom, even though I'm madder than heck at her, I still want her and I want out of here. I didn't get my way. They had this tube thingy still hooked to my leg; since they hadn't listened to me, I decided to take the tube thingy out myself. It made a mess, but I didn't care. At least, when Mom appears there will be no delays in getting to her. Ramiro, a tech I'm not fond of, told me Mom was here. I thought I'd be able to just go right to her, but I botched my tube extraction and left part of it still in my leg. Darn! Thank goodness, he's competent. He managed to get the rest of it out and bandaged my leg. I pulled him all the way to the front - I wanted out of here NOW!

Mom met me in the reception area. Daddy was there, too. Boy, was I glad to see him! I gave Mom a casual greeting and then went straight to Daddy. I think she got the message. Anyway, I love my Daddy! It's always about Daddy whenever he's around. I can see Mommy anytime. What a treat! I got back into our Beardie Bus and Tedi was there waiting. Hi Ted...I said to him as I climbed into my crate. He wanted to know what happened, where did I go, who did I see - yada, yada, yada. Spent the rest of the day resting, well, kinda resting. I was still out of it on something called pain medication Mom said. Mom got the BBO (Beardie Brush Off) from me the rest of the day; just want to make sure she knew I was upset with her for leaving me. I wake up this morning and finally get a chance to survey things and this is what I discover: my two boys have been stolen from me.

If someone has any idea where my boys have gone, I ask them to please contact me immediately. I want them back - no questions asked! Just please bring them back....