Stretch's Bump

Mommy and Daddy pray every day and they always thank God for giving Stretch and me to them. A couple of weeks ago they started praying for Stretch so she wouldn’t get real sick. It started when we went for our shots and Daddy asked the doctor to look at a bump on Stretch’s foot. It’s been there since before she came to live with us but Daddy said it’s gotten bigger and wanted it looked at. The doctor said it had to be removed and Stretch also needed her teeth cleaned. That’s a good thing because her breath was getting kinda stinky. A few days later Daddy took Stretch to the hospital to have her teeth cleaned and her operation on her foot. Stretch was gone all day before Daddy went back to the hospital to bring her home. When Daddy got home he told Mommy that the doctor didn’t like the look of the bump on Stretch’s foot and they sent it to a laboratory to be looked at under a microscope. They also had to pull 3 of Stretch’s teeth. For one whole week Mommy and Daddy were worried about Stretch and prayed to God that she would be OK. I was worried too and I asked God to make my best friend and sister all better. One day the doctor called and Mommy ran outside to tell Daddy that Stretch was OK. Now when they pray they thank God for Stretch being OK.





I had a bump on my foot and the doctor took it off. No, not my foot, the bump. That would be awful if he took my foot off. Before when the bump was there my toes were bent and it looked funny but it didn’t hurt or anything. Now my foot is all pretty and my toes are straight. The doctor messed up though and he left some black string on my foot so I chewed it off. Mommy wasn’t too happy when she found it on the furniture. Daddy said it was OK though because my foot looked real good. When Mommy and Daddy took me back to the doctor to have him look at my operation and take something called stitches out the nurse had to ask Mommy where my operation was because they couldn’t find it. I guess it was playing hide and seek with them. When I was at the doctors he also took 3 of my teeth out of my mouth. That didn’t hurt until after I got home with Daddy. Then my mouth was sore and it hurt to eat for a couple of days but now my mouth feels great and Mommy and Daddy are giving me different treats. I don’t like them because they’re real hard, I’d rather have my Snausages and Chicken Chips but they won’t give me any of those til after I eat 1 or 2 of these other yucky treats. I think they called them Milk Bones. I don’t think Ellie has any taste buds in her mouth because she eats them says she likes them.