Poor Me....

This has been me for the past two days.

Big bed, couch.....wherever SHE puts me.

I was unusually quiet at the river on Sunday 

morning, and all of Sunday.

If SHE touched me I yelped.

So Monday morning, no walk--I didn't even complain.

Then to the dreaded Vets.

I walked in well and went straight to sit on the scale.

Then that Vet prodded me, poked me, massaged me,

took my temperature, listened to my insides

AND I GAVE NOTHING AWAY!

No reaction.

So home we came (HER wallet $66 lighter.)

It's been the bed or couch ever since except when SHE makes me get up to go outside.

This morning I was much better and went with others for a walk.

I was lookin' good for about 3 houses, then my back legs

got wobbly, so SHE brought me home and took the others.

(Don't worry, I moaned mournfully, and barked)

So they only went around the block.

(SHE didn't want to alienate the neighbours.)

We're still in the 'wait and see' period, but rest seems to be helping,

and I'm soaking up the cuddles.

Thanks to everyone who has inquired about my Vets visit,

we're sure I'll be ready to race around (again) on the weekend.