I forgot to share about Couch Day! Oh, it was a great holiday on 1/18 to get my couch back. And I got it back in time for my first three-legged trip to the dog park, so it really came in hand for snoozing afterwards. Here’s a pic: Now, I’m gonna try to include something educational […]
Hey all, Yesterday my adoption was made official. It was exactly one month since my amputation too. Mom can’t believe the couch has been turned around for only one month. And neither can I! But we get it back tomorrow! Today is Couch Day Eve and we’re very excited. I’m trying to convince Mom that […]
Or at least, I would be in trouble if F.M. thought punishing me would help any. Perhaps grounding me from my furry bone and new stuffed Rudolph. *Gasp!* I know I was naughty, but I couldn’t help it! I’ve been licking my incision and F.M. didn’t know a thing about it. We went to the […]
As I was staring at the wall the other day, I was thinking, our pawrents aren’t the only ones who need tips about this amputation business. So, here area couple I came up with to start with: The e-collar (aka “The Cone of Shame” in the movie “Up” – great movie!) – ughhhhh! Need I […]
Hey all, Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, especially since I have plenty to tell. I had a rough time for a few days. First, too much pain and not enough Tramadol. Made me a bit crazy and yelpie. Even at the max. dosage I was still uncomfortable enough that I didn’t want to lie […]
Hey everybody! I know by the time this is published I’ll be at the vet’s – ick. As if a car ride isn’t bad enough without that to look forward to at the end of it. I don’t see why they couldn’t just chop the ol’ leg off here! But whatever. F.M. will get me there […]
So, unless Wyatt found one already, I think he and I need to start a support group for dogs with three big predecessor pawprints to fill. Check out my spirit foster brother Yoda: He was a brave guy who took on an amputation and bone […]
Ugh, those darn little metal things with their big awful flashes! I try to tell F.M., no pictures, please! F.M. is my nickname for my foster mom, though I sound out the letters and pronounce it by first sneezing (“Fffff”) and then groaning (“Mmmmm”). Both are easy to do as I’m getting over the sniffles […]
