March 12, 2008
All continues on here, normally. We went out Saturday and bought Winslow a new lambie. He promply amputated a front leg. Poor thing, must have had osteo. Winslow plays doctor.
Glynis
Here's the photo, sad but true.
Winslow the surgeon is at it again. As you can see, he's recently been operating on the bird, too. We bought a new one on Saturday after I discovered the feet alone on the kitchen floor. The pheasants seem to last longer. The lambie was here for only a few hours before his amputation. He removes the limbs and then leaves them for me to sew up the holes. After I do it, he's fine to play with them until the squeakers wear out, without further destruction.
Just like the lambie, he only took one foot off the pheasant. I took the other one off because they were connected.
I wonder what a communicator would say about this. You have seen his toys, Diane. He's not destructive. He doesn't even rip the tags off.
Anyway, things are normal here. It's getting warm and Winslow hopes to resume swimming soon.
Glynis