Following doctor’s orders is essential, and that includes when the doctor’s orders are about your dog’s return to health. The doctor’s orders may include every aspect of your dog’s life.
The instructions also tell the distance and way that I am allowed to walk every day.
The way I am walked is a difficult adjustment. Even though I was wounded just a short while ago, I continue to want to run around outside and make friends with the whole, wide, wonderful world; nevertheless, because my dad and mom are following “instructions”, they won’t let me do that anymore.
As I mentioned before, I love to run, and before the accident I would run with my dad early every morning, sometimes in the dark before the sun had even risen. Because we would run so early in the morning way before the first faint lights of neighbors awakening going on, one room at a time, when there aren’t any other dogs or people around, he would allow me to run with without a leash. At those times, I would fly like the wind, with my nose up high, in step with my dad!
Now, we go outside, Dad and I, or sometimes my Mom and I, and sometimes Dad, Mom and I together walk me up the block and back home again, on my lead at all times, and then I have to go back inside. As soon as I poop, we turn around and go back home. I wish we could stay out longer, but they’re following the doctor’s orders.
I even have to be on my lead when we go into the back yard because they’re afraid that I’m going to chase squirrels or something. Would I do a thing like that? Absolutely! They know that chasing squirrels is one of my hobbies. After all, Labrador Retrievers were bred to retrieve small animals such as birds and squirrels that had been hunted for game and for food. Running after small animals is in our nature.
Sometimes Dad wants me to walk free; at those times, Mom will say to Dad that “We have to follow the doctor’s orders”. Then she says to him, “You want him to be able to run again, right?” She knows that my three toes and my broken ankle need a lot of time to heal, and to heal correctly. When she says that, I feel alright, because, honestly, I do want to be able to run again. And so does Phil!
In this photo you can get a sense my occasional frustration.
But I’m not complaining!