Havana has had a problem with her eye for some time now. It's not the worst thing in the world, but it bothers her something fierce. So we finally went ahead and scheduled surgery for her.
She had the surgery yesterday. How did it go, you ask. Well, let's just say Havana didn't have the best night of sleep in her life. Neither did Mom and Dad. (Antonio slept fine, by the way. He's really doing well with this sleeping thing.)
She's feeling much better today, except for the whole cone thing. She has to wear this for two weeks. It's not fun to have all the other dogs in the neighborhood laugh at you. It's even less fun for your parents to laugh at you. (Sorry, Havana.)
At least when brother laughs at her, it's really cute.
And it's always nice when Uncle Alvin visits. Like Antonio, he's one of Havana's favorites. But even he couldn't cheer her up. She's still got to wear that stupid cone.
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