Rehab sucks

Dude.. today was the first dya of my rehab.. and dude.. it sucked. I was all excited because father put on my leash and we went out to SAMMY II (our truck). SAMMY II is great, there is plenty of room in her and I make father lift me into it. I could jump in if I wanted to - but I realized as a young pup that father will lift me if I give him the sad look.

So, we get in SAMMY II and drive for an hour. It was nice looking at all the other people as we drove by. Father drives too fast sometimes, and I think he should slow down, but Idon;t wanna be a back seat doggie - so I stay quiet.

Finally we get to this house, and I see these other mastiffs - so I start barking, you know to say Hi - and that Iwant to be their friends.

this nice couple comes out and they make me run and start checking me .. I guess they are in awe of how pretty I am - but man - they wouldn;t stop touching me and making me run. It was getting annoying.

After a while they put me in a big box - before I know it a bunc h of water enters and the floor starts to move. I didn;t know wha tto do. I looked up at my daddy and he was laughing at me and taking pictures. I guess he thought it was funny! I would like to see his fat self on a treadmill underwater!

Anyway - I guess i have to do this every 2 weeks until I stop limping. I am pretty sure this is gonn continue to suck...

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