Staplesless

I need to find an app to make a collage. Googled it. Found one. Freaked out because it told me it needed to have access to different things on my phone. For all I know it will take over my phone and start sending information to the Chinese. Just like the KINECT. For the record, I may sometimes forget that the Chinese are observing me through this little device, but don't be alarmed if I get completely paranoid and turn the thing around if you come to visit.

I digress. Our little sausage dog had her staples and giant scab removed this morning; hence she is stapleless instead of staples. She shook like she had been freshly shaved then thrown out into the Arctic tundra while we waited for the vet tech to find her staple remover. Do you want some other bad visuals that will make your stomach churn? Hold your stapler in your hand. Now unlock the bottom part (like you would if you were to staple something to the wall). Look at Layla and explain to me how the vet got the staples out of the stapler and into the dog...okay I need to not think about that right now. I'm sure that, like UFOs, this is the workings of the Nazis. 

Last picture with her staples and scab the scab she was trying to scratch off that was under the staples.

We went to Grammy's to recover from the traumatic 2 minutes it took to remove the staples celebrate.

I am fairly certain Layla is now suffering from separation anxiety from her staples. After all, they had grown pretty close over the past 10 days. Get it? I am my father's daughter.

Once home again, someone acted a fool while trying to wake up from her nap.

Seriously, so lazy.

But she let me take a picture of her head for an "After" shot.

Then she apparently regretted it.

Or something? I'm happy that her fur is starting to grow back around those places and the staples are out. She seems to be healing well and full-on pounced on Uncle Beanie who was partially asleep SURPRISE and provided a free dental checkup. Now to build up her energy level. Wait did I really just type that?