Love, General

  I know I've discussed this before, but being a pup mom is hard stuff.  The pup kisses and nightly snuggle sessions, where one dog buries herself under the covers and cuddles into the bend of your back legs, while your other dog makes himself comfortable as the little spoon, that's the easy part of being a pup mom. That's the part I love. 
Being greeted by two tails that look like they might just detach due to sheer force when you walk in the front door.... that's the part I love. 
My two dogs saved my life. That sounds dramatic, I know, but I mean it. If it wasn't for them I never would have stayed in Dallas. I would have been so painfully lonely I would have caved and moved home, or back to Tennessee. If it hadn't been for them, I would have left Texas before I ever had the chance to meet CB. I never would have known just how incredible life really can be when you have a best friend to love. Or in my case, the 3 best friends that anyone could have.   I truly owe the life as I know it to my two crazy mutts. 
My life literally revolves around my dogs. P.S. I think I'm about to use literally correctly!!! I can't go anywhere without thinking about them. I have to rush straight home from work to walk them. Saturday mornings, I want to sleep but they have to be walked. I decline out of town trips because boarding is just so damn expensive. Another cocktail? Head to another bar? Ehhhhh, I gotta get home and walk the dogs. Maybe one day in the very near future (foreshadowing??), I'll have a giant yard for General and Veenie to come and go as they please, but for now, as an apartment dweller, the dog's pee schedule rules my life.
So it should come as no surprise that when a Vet says jump, I say how high? Yesterday, General had his 4th surgery since November. Each time, they've had to remove multiple teeth. The good news? Every surgery has been wildly successful, and his jaw continues to heal better than new. The bad news? Since November, I have spent over 2 grand. That is an enormous amount of money for me. 
I told my mom about the $750 I shelled out yesterday. Her response? "Aren't you glad you have that blog of yours to pay for it?" 
Well, if that isn't so true, how do Moms always know the right thing to say? This blog, which I began hoping to get free tickets (guilty as charged, free tickets are life -- also, still hoping for free tickets, k thnx), has become a stress-relieving, General's-tooth-removing supplemental income. 
Can I live off this blog? Oh dear lord, no. BUT, it is just enough to help make Gee feel like a brand new dog again. I just want to thank you guys for reading. 
General wants to thank you guys for reading.