The Tale of Lizzie

My first few days

Ok here's the start of my tail, oops I mean tale :) Mom said this was a good name for my diary since she thinks I am missing part of mine from my time in the puppy mill. Its just a bit shorter than it should be but its still lethal when I wag it :)
Well I've been in my new home for 3 days now and overall I've been having an ok time. We got home and my new brother turned out to be a complete dork. He's so hyper and is really loud when he plays with these fuzzy things that are strewn all over the floor. Dad says their toys and I can play with them too, hmm.. we'll see about that. I got a new collar and a leash before we left the store where the rescue people brought me to meet my new family, I wasn't too sure what a leash was but now I do and I am *so* not impressed. I suppose it might get easier, last night they got this thing called a harness so I'm not pulling on my neck so much and that seems a bit better, we'll see.
The people where I lived before were not very nice. All I did for them was make them $$ from my pups but I got nothing in return from them so I'm a bit nervous around people. Mom and dad are being very patient with me giving me scritches (which I've found I like quite well) and treats (which I sometimes decide to hide and save for later) to encourage me to trust them. I'd tell them I'm working on it but they don't know how to understand dog hee hee.
I have to go to the vet today though, ugh. It started last night, one of my front paws was bothering me andmade it kinda hard to walk. It wasn't too bad so everyone went to sleep (I have a special bed in the bedroom since mom thinks I shouldn't be on the bed until I can up and down by myself, she doesn't want me getting hurt) This morning I woke up and it was worse. How rude. I had to do a 3 legged hop to follow Indy around, have to make sure he stays out of trouble. My appointment is later today but mom said she didn't have time to come home and get me so I got to come to work with her pbtbtbt! to Indy! ok maybe no pbtbtbt! to Indy, I'm sure he's sad since he thinks he's the oldest (i am by a few months) but atleast he doesn't have to go to the vet. I would have rather stayed home if my paw wasn't hurting. This "work" thing mom does is boring. I have my favorite blanket and I'm curled up next to her desk but all she does is sit at her computer. I'd go keep her company but that would mean being on her lap and I'm not sure I'm ready for that. I did roll a bit and let her rub my tummy which was lovely and made mom very happy so hopefully the day will continue on that note.