One of the reasons it's important for me to get my sleep is because, sad to say, I have to go have the "surgery" done. You know, the one where they take my insides out. It sounds kind of like Humpty Dumpty when he took a great fall but I won't fall and I will be put back together again. So anyway, I found some bandaids and some kind of wrap to help hold me together when those stitches are in, and I also found my santa claus hat to chew as comfort food (the wrap things tastes good, too, actually) because I'm a little nervous. Motch and PA are taking me to where they found me on Friday night and the operation is going to be on Saturday morning. I get to come home on Saturday night if all goes as planned.
I am a little scared but mostly excited because I get to see my doggie dad and some of the dogs I lived with before. I hope I get to play with them before they cut me with the knife.
I know many of you have already been through this, so if you have any advice to share, I'll gladly listen.