Miley Beast is in the hospital, going on her second night’s stay after having complications with her tonsillectomy. Poor kid hadn’t eaten on going on four days, and scooping her into my lap felt like lifting another, much smaller, kid. Because she was refusing to swallow, she was holding all of the spit in her mouth, and the doctor had to suction it out. I had to hold her down, and in the process of fighting, she got scared and wet her pants… and mine.
Hopefully Miley will be back to hellraising and gobbling macaroni and cheese soon. I miss my buddy.