We got a phone call on the 23rd about 8:30 at night from Uncle Brian. He simply said "Daphne's Christmas present is broken and I'm taking it to the hospital." Clinton and I were very confused because he had told us they got Daphne a fake dog, and we were laughing since we figured Beckett (Brian's dog) got the dog out of the box. Ohhhh no. Brian was going to surprise her with a REAL puppy. We drove to the animal hospital and saw that the poor puppy had his eyeball hanging out of its socket! So, since we are all bleeding hearts, of course we couldn't say no way. We got him into surgery and they removed his eyeball. Now, Daphne has a new puppy that is a cute little ankle biter named "One-eyed Bart." (named after Daphne's favorite movie Toy Story).
Poor Bart after surgery. He wasn't happy for the first 10 days of being in our house. He is much happier now that he has no stitches and no cone on his head!
Daphne playing with the puppy.
Daphne and Uncle Brian making sure he is getting food and water.
Eat Bart, Eat.
Poor Bart after surgery. He wasn't happy for the first 10 days of being in our house. He is much happier now that he has no stitches and no cone on his head!
Daphne playing with the puppy.
Daphne and Uncle Brian making sure he is getting food and water. 
Eat Bart, Eat.
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