Monday, September 8, 2008

Eeew! Bob had to go to the Dr.!

I set up an appointment THREE MONTHS ago with Dr. Mandm, a noted fuzzologist. He is in great demand as there are soooo many fuzzballs around here that they keep him hopping with their various pilling and piling problems. There must be 4,854 stuffed animals in this crazy household (!)
Bob was real nervous about going for his appointment, in fact, he hardly slept all night. He got there early but had to wait an hour in the waiting room and then 45 minutes in the little examination room.
By the time the "doc" came in he was a basket case and his blood pressure was way off the charts - 11/4 (!) - that is HIGH for a sponge!
Dr. Mandm told him not to worry, though, because it was, probably, just a case of "green coat hypertension."
Anyhoo - he checked out the skin thingees and 'said he didn't think it was anything but to "watch it" and come back in a month! Sheesh. Bob was really relieved and went home and went straight under the bed for a nap - he hasn't come out since but it isn't unusual for a sponge ("Bob") to sleep for 3 or 4 days - like hibernation. Good ole Bob!
Let's keep our paws and dewclaws crossed that its not serious!!

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The "Fat Man"

The "Fat Man"
We find him strangely intriguing but they won't let us at him. I think they just want to torment us. Life sucks. One of these days me and Bob are going to get him.

This is the sink we hid under last week.

This is the sink we hid under last week.
Me and old Bob came thisclose to being wiped out by a tornado headed STRAGHT to Lakeview! That was a close one!