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Brave New World

Leash oh Leash

Juck! That leash thing is so weird! I don't think I like it very much. Foster mum says No! when I try to play with it, but it is so much fun, right? My leash comes with me now where ever I go. Except that now I can't go where ever I want to go, no, I have to go where the leash wants to go. Quite the control freak, isn't she? Its not all bad though.The leash protects me foster mum says, so I won't run into the street and get hit by a car again. I guess that's good. I sure don't want to get hurt again. But that silly thing keeps tripping me and then it dangles back and froth right in front of my face and I just want to grrrrab it and shake it and bite it!
My bandages are off now! That's a good thing because now my legs get lots of air and my wounds are beginning to dry up. But that also means that now I have to walk around with that nasty plastic thing around my neck. I don't like that at all! Dad put it on to loose the other day and I got it off my head. Oh how I showed the nasty plastic thing what I think about it. It shall bear my teeth marks forever now!
Foster mum says I am a smart puppy. Gee, I could have told you that! I know sit and am doing really good on pott training. More importnatly I am hilarious! I make foster mum and dad laugh all the time! I don't know why they think I am so funny. They must have seen another pup stalk a towel before, right? I put soem new pictures up, I look much better, right?
Thanks so much to all you dosgters for being so nice to me! You guys are awesome!

First day of the rest of my life

Today was a very eventful day. It all started out fine. I was playing outside with my family when their other dog scared me and I run into the street. My owner waved at the approacing trck but they could not stop in time and I was run over. My legs were bleeding badly and my owners took me to a veterinary clinic. However they were unable to pay for any treatemtn and I needed it badly. The nice epople at the vets office decided to take care of me, so now I am in my foster home. I am pretty sleepy and don't really know what is going on. I do know that almost all of the skin on my legs is gone, that I lot ofblood and that it will take time for me to heal. They took som ex-rays and thank dog I have no broken bones. But I still am not over the hill yet. The vet stiched me up as good as possible but there wsn't enough skin left so I wil have lots of scar tissue on my legs, but I am okay with that. I was ver brave through the whole thing, I only cried when it hurt the most. No I am on fluids to make up for the blood loss, and everyone is keeping their fingers crossed that my legs won't get infected. I will most likely be bale to walk just fine, though my legs might not be perfectly staright. Foster mum says all I should worry about right now it to get my strenght back so I can find my forever family.
I will go take another nap now, I am still pretty tired, but just in case you are my new forever family, I look forward to meeting you soon!