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