Pretty much self-explanatory and how I felt after 15 hours of brain surgery to remove a massive brain tumor called a meningioma I survived on February 11, 2000 followed by a second surgery to repair a CSF leak a few months later. I was always quirky to begin with and two craniotomies later, you could say the upstairs nuts, screws and bolts have enhanced my personality. Join in on the fun if you like wacky, warped musings, rants, raves and the like.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Nuts!
I love my nuts--walnuts, almonds, cashews...and all the varieties they come in. Salted. Toasted. Roasted. Raw. Organic.
I'm nuts about nuts, but not about the kind you can purchase for your fur baby.
Yes, who knew that all this time my 9-year-old lab, Koufax has been missing out on a synthetic pair of his very own nuts. I thought I was being a responsible pet owner when I had him neutered in his puppy hood. Apparently not.
When I had the dirty done on Koufax I could have invested in a pair of life like testicles. They're called neuticles. If there's silicone implants for broads why not testicular implantation for hounds. Makes sense to me because it's obvious that I've probably scarred him with humiliation every time he's had an off-leash park date. Or anytime he's gone to scratch and readjust his crotch, he comes up with nothing every single time.
A shame I wasn't aware of silicone sacs years ago when my husband went under the knife. Wonder if there's a male version of neuticles as well? Maybe I could have taken advantage of a 2-for-1 offer?
NUTS!
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LOL. Thanks for a great laugh! Bad visual. Great laugh.
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