Back to Normal

My knees are healed perfectly and I'm back to my normal activity. We even hiked a few miles this morning and I didn't limp at all and I'm not in any pain! Before the surgery, a short walk around the neighborhood would make my knees so sore that I could barely move for a couple of days.

I'm glad things are back to normal just in time for spring. We're getting out and enjoying every bit of it. It won't be long until the Texas heat returns and we'll be stuck inside all day. :(

Looking Up

Things are getting better around here! I got my stitches out yesterday so my legs aren't itchy anymore. The doctor said my knees are strong and that I'm walking perfectly! But I still have a month before my legs are fully healed.

Now Mom only puts me in the crate when she goes to work. I'm on a leash when she's home, just to make sure I don't move around too much. That made me really grumpy at first, but I don't even mind it anymore. It sure beats having to stay in that crate all day. And best of all, I get to sleep in the bed with Mom again! Hooray!

I'm Getting Frustrated!

Mom has been getting on my last nerve! She won't leave me alone, she won't let me go where I want, she stands right over me when I'm walking around the house, and she won't let me lick my itchy legs. What is wrong with her?!

She's been picking me up a lot lately too and I really don't like it. Even my oh-so-vicious growls don't faze her. (I'm really all bark and no bite and she must be onto me.)

I did manage to escape from her a couple of times. All I wanted to do was take a nap in my usual sleeping spots, so I trotted over as fast as I could before she could stop me. Luckily she let me stay there as long as I wanted, but of course, she stayed right by my side. Grrrr! I just want to be left alone for awhile!

On the Road to Recovery

I had bilateral knee surgery on Thursday. It's only two days later and Mom is shocked that I'm already walking pretty well! Of course, I still have to stay in a crate until March 2. So Mom bought me lots of Kongs and "brain toys" to keep my mind busy. I can be out of the crate if Mom sits with me to make sure I don't do anything silly. I'm also allowed to take very short walks, but since it's so cold outside and half my body is shaved, I have to do my walks inside.

My knees were a lot worse than Mom thought. The kneecaps were permanently dislocated, the cartilage was flaking away, and I have osteoarthritis. That made her so mad at the vet who just a couple of months ago told her that my knees were "just fine."

It stinks that I'm stuck in a crate for another 6 weeks, but Mom says it's worth it. I'll feel so much better afterwards and will be able to run and play without any pain!

Happy Days

These past couple of days have been great! I got two, count them, TWO rosettes yesterday from Wylie and Sophie! They are a couple of gorgeous poms with giant personalities. Wylie likes the same things I do, like rolling in mud, swimming, and playing with the water hose! We could be soul mates. BOL. Sophie is the spunkiest little pom I ever did see. If you visit her page, be sure to check out her video book.

Then today, I got to eat a hard-boiled egg for the first time. I have officially found my new favorite food! It's a rare treat when Mom will actually give me human food other than fruits and veggies. You should tell your mom or dad to make one for you. They're delicious! Good times, good times.

I'm Scared...

Well my knee has been getting worse lately. It doesn't take much anymore for it to be sore for a day or two. Just chasing my frisbee a few times will make my knee so sore that it's really hard to sit down, get up, or walk. It's also getting harder just to jump in the car or walk up the ramps to the couch and the bed.

So yesterday the vet said it's time to see the orthopedic surgeon. He's going to decide whether I need surgery or not. We're going to the same one that did my sister's knee surgery, so Mom knows he's really nice. That made me feel a little better at first, but then she said that I'll have to stay in the hospital overnight (I've never spent the night without my mom) and then I won't be able to play frisbee or go the dog park for at least a month!

Cross your paws for me... I don't want to have surgery!

Santa and Swimming

I met someone named Santa Claws at Petsmart. He wore a red suit and had lots of fur on his face. Apparently, if you've been a good doggie all year, he will bring you lots of presents for Christmas. But first you have to sit on his lap and tell him what you want. So I told him what I wanted, gave him a little kiss on the nose, and we got our picture taken. I hope he brings me everything I asked for.

Then we went to the dog park to get some exercise. It was 80 degrees outside, so I could actually swim some laps. Mom gave me a bath yesterday, so of course, I had to bury myself in the piles of leaves and roll around in the dirt after swimming. By the time we left I was all dirty and smelly, just how I like it. Good times, good times.

Fun Weekend

We went to a dog festival yesterday and it was pretty fun! My sis and I got lots of attention from different people. We saw some weird dogs wearing costumes too. I ran in Speed Alley, where you chase a bag around a track and they see how fast you run. They clocked me at 16 mph!! I wasn't running my fastest though. Now if they threw a frisbee, watch out! I would probably get around 20-25 mph. Then we went to visit Mom's grandparents. Since it was really cool outside, they left the door open for us to go in and out to the backyard as we pleased. Mom even sprayed me with the water hose... fun! Good times, good times.

Pee Pee Pants

We were driving home from the dog park today and I peed on Mom's lap. She was SO grossed out, but hey, it's a long drive and I couldn't hold it any longer. Okay, so I could've at least peed on the passenger seat where no one was sitting, but I was already in her lap so it was much more convenient. She said it was like deja vu from when she first brought me home from the breeder. Of course I did have a much smaller bladder back then! BOL. Good times, good times.

Row, Row, Row Your Boat

Mom took me and my sis canoeing! It was the first time in a canoe for all of us. Mom was a little scared, but I was having fun. It was smooth sailing until Mom splashed me with the paddle. I LOVE getting splashed with water, so I had to keep barking at her really loud so she would do it again. Then I was going from side to side trying to catch her paddle when she was rowing. I'm pushing 10 lbs now so I was really rocking the boat and making Mom extra nervous. I jumped in the water a few times and got to swim some laps too. Good times, good times.