Hi friends on the Internet. It is, I, Kona!
Momma pulled a fast one on me today and took me to the groomer. I don’t know why she does this. She tells me what a handsome boy I am many times a day. She tells me how cute I am all the time. I don’t know why she thinks I need a bath and a hair cut from time to time.
I am back here on the blog to tell you about my Slothy. Slothy was my very first toy and she is still my favorite. I love to play tug with her and I love to play fetch with her.
I don’t completely understand this, but momma says that because Slothy is my favorite, she has to go to hospital a lot and get surgery. This morning, she developed what momma called “an arterial bleeder”. I don’t know what the big deal was. I was just pulling her stuffing out through a hole in her neck.
Momma took her away from me and I had to wait seventy hundred hours until momma got her sewing box out so that she could start patching Slothy up.
Momma said that Slothy has a bigger scar because there was some existing scar tissue in place here but soon after she took the picture below, Slothy and I were playing once again.
