Day One of 30 days.

Day one went good. I feel fine except my back is sore where I got those nasty shots. I ate and took my med. for Mom and I took a nap in her chair with her this afternoon. It rainned alllll day today. Mom did her work and we were gonna watch a movie but we fell asleep instead. It was great. I love my Mommy and she is taking good care of me and my new friend, Bubbles. Bubbles is still not sure of her new family here. She doesn't trust all of us to be sweet to her and take care of her. She will see. I guess we were all like her when we came here. She is a sweet little girl and in time she will be all well and have a home of her own.

Poor Mommy.

A friend in another city sent Mom a picture of a little dog in a shelter that is going to be killed tomorrow if nobody goes to get het out. Mom is so upset. She sent the picture and story to all her rescue friends but all of them are just too full with dogs that they are saving. Mom has 14 of us and it's a lot for her and Dad to care for all of us. She feels so sad that she can only ask people to take the little dog out before they kill her. This is not a good day.

I feel good!

I feel good. Mom was so worried for months but she worried for nothing. Bubbles got new med. and she is doing good too. Mom is happy.

Mom brought home a new dog today. She is funny looking. She's a Pug. She is very....round. Mom said she needs to be on a diet. She's real sweet. I like her. Her name is Gigi.

July 10, 2012

Mom says July 10th is getting closer. That's the day I go in for surgery on my knee. Mom said when I get over the surgery I will be able to walk without my leg wabbeling. She said I will feel better too. I don't know if I am scared or not. I don't want to stay in the hospital but Mom said I gotta. :( She said she will tell the vet she wants me to come home as quickly as possible. She knows the vet and the doctors Tech is a friend. Mom is all confident that all will go well and I will be just fine when my surgery heals. I sure hope so. I just don't want to stay there for long.

Poor Mommy.

Poor Mom is so worried about me. She keeps telling me I am going to be just fine and even though my recovery from surgery will be had on me, I will be better for it. She says that but I know she is worried about me. I know she is scared for me cause I heard her tell Dad she is scared cause I have a heart murmur and I will have to be asleep a long time to fix my knee and I still have some live worms in my heart. He said my vet is very good and he knows what he is doing and will do what is best. I wish I could talk. I want to make her feel better and tell her not to worry. I'll just cuddle with her and she will know what I want to say. I'm sure of it. Tuesday, Tuesday is my surgery. just 2 more days and the third day I have surgery.

I think I'm OK

I had surgery and I slept a lot for 2 days. I am more awake today and I ate a big bowl of food. Mom boiled some chicken for me and it tastes so good. She is being so sweet to me and I need it. Dad is being real extra sweet too. I am going to be ok but my leg is a mess right now. I have to go to the vet again tomorrow for a shot. I like to ride in the car but I don't like shots.

I feel good.

I feel good. My leg is doing fine. It WORKS now! Ya, it works like my other leg and like my friend's legs work. It doesn't hurt anymore either. Mom won't let me walk around. The vet said I can't. I get therapy now. My leg gets stretched out and then bebt. It feels fine. I am going to be all well soon and then I can run and run. :)

Sun. 7/22/12

My leg is doing great. My vet is pleased with my progress and Mom is just treating me like a very special queen. I love it.

We have a new dog. His name is Doobie and he is sick. Mom said she thinks he has a kidney infection. He has to go to the vet tomorrow.

Friday 7/27/12

I'm so tired of the rain every day but I can't go out and play so I guess it doesn't matter. I feel good. Still not ready to walk with my new knee.

Saturday 7/28/12

I'm doing well. I still don't feel like walking with my fixed leg. I hop on 3 legs when Mom lets me go out to potty. She wants me to use it but I'm scared to do that. I feel good. It doesn't hurt any more. Maybe I will walk with it tomorrow. Mom says I am doing so well that I will be able to get adopted in a couple of months. I don't know if I like that but it might be good to have a family and be the only dog or maybe have just one for a friend. That might be nice.