I took poor Lizzie to get fixed this afternoon. We will all be happier now. Every time our neighbor dog, who is not fixed, comes to visit we're afraid there will be blue heeler/brittany spaniel puppies....that does not sound like a pretty mix. Lucky was fixed before I got him but he keeps climbing on top of her and biting her neck. He really just looks like "I don't know why I'm doing this but here I am". He doesn't try to hump her or anything he just stands there. I don't know. Reagan and I called to check on her when Reagan got home from school and they said that she was doing fine and we could pick her up in the morning. When I left the house this morning Lucky looked around like why aren't I getting to go and when I got home he was staring at the road. He walked around the car and there was no Lizzie. I felt sorry for him so I let him come in the house and watch Ghost Whisperer with me on the couch. Don't tell Jon. Then we horse played a little and now he may not want his playmate to come back. Every time you try to pet Lucky, Lizzie jumps on his head and tries to get under your hand. She'll be back tomorrow though and everything will go back to some kind of normalcy. Please excuse the picture, I had to take it through the window with a screen, so they wouldn't move.
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