Our Myia rotti comminuted femur fracture

Hi Guys/Gals,

As you can see from the title, today is the dreaded 1 month exact day “anniversary” of the dag blame Tahoe stripping me of my 4 legs.  None the less, I am back bigger, badder, and stronger than ever, not to mention all the awesome friends I have made and comments I have received. You Tripawds (and your Pawrents) are the best a girl could ask for.  I’m doing so well, Mama Bear is considering letting me hanging around outside a little during the day, via chain of course.  I believe I helped in making her decision to do that very easy being as that all I have been doing for the last week is chewing up EVERY AND ANY THING I see.  I even got a holt of her 2-Liter Sun-Drop (thank God for me it wasn’t a fresh full one, you may be reading my obituary).

I am definitely back to the old Myia.  When I go outside to potty now, I worry about that later, I’m too busy focusing on “playtime” and of course Mama Bear isn’t too thrilled about that being as that my brother always manages to “slip” away and she’s here telling me to get out of the trash can, stop tearing up bags, paper towels, and at least 10 times a day I’m being told to get off her clothes (she shouldn’t leave them in the floor).  Something about a sock with a dryer sheet attached to it just makes me wanna bite and sling it back and forth.

I overheard her talking to the Vet/Hospital (yeah CCC, not Spa Retreat any more) on how soon I would be able to go outside.  They are out to get me, I thought they were my friends (tear 🙁 ), but they haven’t called back yet, so I still have some time to change her mind (any tips anyone, I’m almost out the door).  I know she doesn’t want to put me back out there, but lately, I just want to bark and it’s kind of funny because I do it when she’s working and has a customer on the phone who is not happy about their tax software not installing and then at night, I go to my master bedroom and 5-10 minutes later, I start whining, Mama Bear can’t stand that.  I actually wake her up with it now.  First is the school bus at 7:00 AM on the dot every morning, (she says the child should just say “I am not riding in the morning” so the driver wouldn’t have to stop or blow the horn), then after the bus goes up the road, I start in with my “Mommy, I know you hear me, I know you want to come play with me, Mommy, lets go outside, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy” whine.  About 7:15 AM I am snoring again, she’s a little slow sometimes.

Alright Tripawds, she’s giving me that look and I know that means bed time.  I don’t want to, but I have too.  Pray that she doesn’t turn me into an outdoors doggie again.  I’ll report back in a few.

2 Paws/Deuces/Peace Out,
Myia

OK Tripawd Fam,

I want to thank everyone for all the Get Well Wishes.  I have truly indeed found a great family here.

So, I went to the Dr. and she removed my staples (WOO HOO), I even got on the scale (wouldn’t you like to know), and CCC because I was slipping and sliding all over the place when I got there, I got my nails clipped also :).  the staples were removed with ease, then I said my good byes and I was out!

Of course I “knew” they had been removed because I could feel it…I drug my brother and Mama Bear all over the yard.  My brother came home from work and played with me and he’s an EMT dude and loves making the siren noise with his mouth.  I used to come out of my house (when I was outside) and I would howl with the firetrucks and ambulance.  So, he’s in the shower, siren-ing it up, I went into the living room, cleared my throat and howled right along with him.  Mama Bear was taking a quiz (told you she was behind big time) but she couldn’t stop laughing and came into the living room, then my brother snuck out of the bathroom and peeped.  I was “feeling” the siren,  if you guys could have saw me, I had sat down on my booty (I can do that now YAY) and propped myself up on the fronts and I was going to get it.

Mama Bear and brother laughed so hard at me that after I realized it was him and not a “real” siren (even though he’s good, sometimes the department will let him use the PA just to see how many people move…and they do), I just started running back and forth and jumping like I had wings.  I felt so good.  To see my family laughing, even though it was at me, it felt good.  To know almost a month ago (3/5 sorry, it was 3/6 one month exact) , I was an outside dog that got hit by a “big dummy” and almost had my life ended due to finances, all the tears that were shed that day…and now to see tears, but tears of joy and happiness, I just don’t know what to do with myself.  I love those crazy humans even though they yell at me, but I’m working on not chewing up everything, their stuff is just better than the bones Mama Bear buys.  I only want to bury them…in the carpet.  So all is well, no more visits unless something else happens and NO MORE MEDS!!!

And for the record, I did not want to get out of the “Myiamobile” when we got to the Dr. but once I was out, I was good.

CCC, maybe I should be lead singer and on keys, whada ya think?  Opie?  OK, Mama Bear has done all she can do tonight, she/we have to work tomorrow :-(, but it’s only 5 hours then I think she’s back in the books, so I’ll try to sneak the laptop away sometime tomorrow, especially if it does snow, a girl’s gotta have something to do.

One more thing….CCC, the pink hoodie….WORK IT GYRL!!!!! (Beyonce said “I’m A Diva”).

Until l8r,

2 Paws/Dueces/Peace Out,
Messy Myia

Hi Guys/Guyettes,

I know it’s been a while, but Mama Bear has been so busy with Midterms and homework, and then she’s been helping my brother decide on 1 of the 2 colleges he got accepted into (it’s also a little hard to get to the computer when she seems to be pecking on it all the time).  They had a college visit Saturday, 2 whole hours away.  I thought they would never get back, but the dog sitter was really good.  We played and exercised (hehehe).

Well later on this afternoon, I have the visit to see Dr. Moseley (Spa & Retreat) sorry CCC, I had to.  This visit may also determine how soon and if I remain a house doggie.  Lately, I’ve started to just chew on things (my brothers hats, cups, cleaning supply bottles, whatever I see) and Mama Bear is not a happy camper about that.  If I’m on the other end of the house, quite, she knows somethings up, so right now is not a great time for me to try to get any extras (the keyboard for the band, since Opie called dibs on the drums).

I will post later how my “visit” goes. Snow is in our forecast for tomorrow, so maybe I will get some snow cream.  I’m a little tired of the crazy weather we have been getting and if it snows, this will be the 3rd or 4th time, not normal for North Carolina.  I’m ready for Spring/Summer, time to let my hair blow as I run in the grass through the weeds (are you all picturing that…I thought so).

Until later this afternoon,

2 Paws/Dueces/Peace Out
Messy (Really Messy) Myia

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