Day 879: Treatment Day 4 In The History Books!

Here I am trotting up to the SLVS for my 4f and Final Treatment Day! There is a skip in my step on a counta I am finkin of this as Graduation Day... and also on a counta I am so much lighter than normal (wifout the breakfast foods in my belly)...

Of course, I felt obliged to stop and check my pmail and do a bit of business of my own. You will note the new trash receptacle in the top left portion of the next photo... and you may consider this The Luke Wright Receptacle, on a counta the Mom used to carry a bag of business in every time I visit their fine establishment! And I'm pretty sure they installed this container for that reason...

Lots of smells out here... and ok, maybe a little heal draggin. Not much. Just a little.

I've learned to plop down while the Mom checks me in. I behave pretty well... well, except for last week when that kitteh cat came from around the corner!

Not sure what that squiggly fing in the photo is... but this is my best "Are you really goin to leave me here?" face! I pouted just a little, but then Sweet Lauren came around to show me some lovin... and next fing you know...

I am dressed in a new autographed bandanna... and the Mom along wif my the Aunt Karen are whiskin me out to the trolley for our trip home! My the Mom got teary and kinda choked up as Aunt Karen read what was written on my new scarf!

I've told you about Treatment Day before, so you know what I'm waitin on... Food and another inch of water!!!

I stood in this doorway while the Mom made excuses like "wait for your tummy to settle from the car ride" and "just a few more minutes", etc. etc.


Gosh. I look famished. 

Know why? Cause I am!

It is a dark, dreary day so all of my photos turned out dark and dreary (and blurry). Some of it was the Mom's brilliant photographic genius... but most of it was just the day.

The Mom didn't pick up the Bleu's bowl right away, so I gave it a good lickin and then stood (ok, laid) guard!

As I settled in for a nap, I let the Mom take my bandanna off to take pitchers. I just love it... Don't you???

I wish you could have seen my the Mom's face when I came around the corner wif this sweet scarf round my neck. She all ways drops to hug and smooch me, but today she had a extra wide smile... and the emotions welled up, I could tell!

Lauren and Mitzi take very good care of me. I am very sweet on them, and while I don't want to seem presumptuous... I fink they are sweet on me, too!

And then there's Doctor Novosad... He's smart and kind, and he really looks out for my best interest. I'm grateful to him for all he's done, and especially for the way he's treated my the Mom. You might not know this about her... but she can be a bit of a basket case when it comes to the healf and welfare of her Sweet Boy. It takes a special kind of Doctor to deal wif her nerves. Just sayin.

Uncle Tom and Aunt Karen have been SO supportive frew this entire experience. I don't fink my the Mom would have made it wifout them! They have been wif us ever step of the way...

And Aunt Karen helped us express our gratitude and love to All of Our Friends at SLVS... Coy, Sicily, Lauren, Mitzi, Doctor N... and all of the others!!! She made a batch of her famous Aunt Karen Cookies, and we left them behind this afternoon (much to my dismay) when I was discharged!

You remember the Aunt Karen cookies... She made them to celebrate My First 100 Days! And here is a pitcher of me, tryin to convince my the Mom that they were for ME! [By the way, we were livin 100% in the bedroom and outside durin those days, after Ike... wifout the tricity].

I am SO lucky. I have Team Luke. And I have the Love Protocol. Your support lifts my spirits, and I feel your positive energy and love. From the bottom of my sweet heart, I fank you so very much!