Dora & Diego

Dora's Favorite New Hangout

I didn't even know cats could hang out like this!

A Boy and His Goat

Diego has abducted my toy goat. He runs around the house with his new baby in his mouth, hissing at Dora if she even looks at it the wrong way.

The best part is that this toy goat bleats when squeezed. So our days are interrupted by random bleating throughout the house depending on Diego's location, which is amusing - except when it happens in the middle of the night.

Trashy Girl

Window Gazing

Oh, hi.

Come on in.

There's plenty of room here inside my favorite curtain.

The Abdominal Explorer

So Dora had herself quite the little adventure a few months ago. When she began to vomit several times one afternoon, we rushed her to the animal hospital, where the vets took an x-ray (which I will upload as soon as I can get my computer to read it) and discovered this one of my hair bands in her small intestine.

The doctors couldn't believe it, dubbing her "Dora the Abdominal Explorer." They had to perform emergency surgery, and she had to stay overnight at the hospital for two nights. It was difficult. When we finally brought her home, she was the saddest little thing in the world. We kept her in a room by herself, isolated from Diego. She eventually began to feel like herself again, and even looked like a little 80s rock star:

The pink "leg warmer" on her back paw is the morphine patch she had to ease the pain. Her front paw's "natural leg warmer" was created when the vets shaved her little arm so they could hook her up to an i.v. (You can also see the stitches on her belly). Everytime I saw her, I couldn't stop singing Olivia Newton-John's "Let's Get Physical."

And here's Diego trying to break into Dora's room, curious about what's happening to his sister behind these closed doors.

Dora is all better now, and healed. She is back to her mischievous and adorable self. And we are very careful with what we leave laying around our house.