Dear Auntie Rachel ~ Ripley here! I am doin' just fine! The first night I came home I only wanted to rest in my mom's lap and even the next day I was a little like a toy whose battery is runnin' down. Then, Presto! I started to feel so much better. In fact my mom says I was feeling too much better and she was worried about me. My Big Sis Bella and I was runnin' all through the house and she put us on the "time out leash." She hooked Bella's leash to the basement door in the kitchen and my leash to the handle on the sliding glass door in the kitchen. We could look at each other but we couldn't reach each other. It was weird. After our punishment was over I behaved much better. She said I had to be careful of my 'snipped area.' Actually the White Coat man used glue to put me back together and not stitches. Once in a while I licked at my glued up area but my mom told me to leave it alone so I did. I likes to be a good boy. Anyways, I am fine and really do 'preciate you askin' about me. Tell your beautiful Hannah (**whistles**) and my friend Tucker Love that I says Hi.

Love, Ripley (aka, The Ripster, Ripper Man, Ripples, etc. )