Follow me on Twitter This morning I got a great bath!
Later in the morning one of the technicians brought me back outside to the lobby, where my mom was waiting for me. When she saw me she really exclaimed “Hi Puppy! Hi Joey!” It seems like it had been so long.
see the new friend I made!
She and my technician talked for a while, and then another technician came over and gave me a big pet. Then another technician came over and said, “Joey, are you going home?” She too gave me a big pet.
I still don’t know why I was in the animal medical center but I am very tired. I am tired because it was exciting to be there, I was kept busy and stimulated, and I am tired because the doctors took a lot of tests. The tests weren’t bad; each time I was brought into the medical part of the building, I would hear “Is that Joey?” and people would come over to greet me. That was a lot of fun for me.
This morning when we were headed toward the large glass doors, my mom said “Joey, sit” and I remembered and sat. I could see another dog outside and I wanted to be there with this dog. But I was good and stayed. Then she said “Good boy” and petted me and then she said “Joey, come!” and we continued out through the big doors, though by then that dog had left, and into our car.
In the beginning of the ride I was excited to feel the wind on my face but then tiredness overcame me.
Now I’m back home.
My mom can see that I need some sleep so I’m going to just lie here by her feet and sleep. The sun is shining: Maybe later on we will go outside and she will give me an opportunity to lay in the warm grass and watch the other animals that live in our neighborhood. Then Dad will come home from work and we will take a walk together, maybe even the three of us!
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How are you feeling? What exactly is a Furminator as opposed to a brush? Last week I saw a dog; his owner was holding him. The dog wore shoes on his long, graceful legs. Little red zip-up high-top shoes with little soles!
I’m feeling good, Lena. Just starting to get bored. I really want to run and everytime my parents take me out for a walk I try to speed up. Then they see I’m starting to hop, using three legs, and they slow me down. They want my injured leg to get stronger and not show signs of pain before they start me running. So I guess not yet. But I keep trying. I also don’t get to hang out alone outside any longer. It’s a shame. Other than that, I’m fine and happy.
A Furminator? It’s something for cats and for dogs. I don’t know what it is; I just know my mom used it on me and was “Oh, Joey! You look so handsome!” and all. She was “Oh, Joey! Your coat is so soft!” and all. It gets down deep, not like a brush that stays on the surface.
I’m not much for shoes. I’d manage to get them off my feet, just like I managed to get the silly red coat that is on the first page of my blog, where you see me in the snow with my dad. What does a dog need shoes for?