maggie called me first thing this morning..something was wrong with rumple. he wouldn't get up, he wouldn't eat..he just lay there like a lifeless thing.
so over i went and on laid on the floor and peered into his eyes. oh says rumple, i know you...are you dead too?? yeah buddy...not quite yet.
he came to maggie's stoned from sedation last night and today he wakes up in maggie's pure white and peaceful house. the floors are while, the walls are white, the furniture is white too...of course he thought he had died and gone to heaven (everyone knows heaven is pure shining white!) and that was a shock to his system....he was surprized that he was dead!
he probably thought he wasn't supposed to move or eat or drink or anything else cuz dead things don't do any of that stuff...so he just laid there trying to be a good dead dog.
now we had to convince him that he was still alive so maggie brought me his food and a spoon and i spoon fed him til he realized that we were all still alive and well and he wasn't in heaven..he was only half way there at maggie's house, getting spoon fed!
he got up had a pee, wandered around for a bit and then went back to bed.
when i left..all was well with rumple...he now knows he is alive and not in heaven (but maggie's is pretty damn close!)...whew.