Today I went back to Angell the big 24-hour medical center, my beloved home away from home!  I saw lots of dogs but Mom kept me on “a short leash” so I couldn’t get too close to them.  She also kept me on “a short leash” so that I would have to walk s-l-o-w-l-y.  Something about protecting my ankle bone.

Pretty soon a new doctor, Dr. M, came out, made friends with me, and then together he, my mom, and I went to one of the examining rooms. S-L-O-W-L-Y.

This doctor is a surgeon.  In the examining room, the surgeon doctor had his own private assistant.  Dr. M talked a lot to my mom, Jane, who said “uh huh” and “I got it” a lot. Then he showed her x-rays.  Wow! There were pictures of my toe bones and foot bones and ankle bones right up there!  He showed her where my toes were broken and where my ankle was broken.

He showed her where they wanted to do surgery and what they wanted to do.  None of that was interesting to me.  I kept hearing my name, ‘Joey…Joey…Joey…”, which usually catches my attention, but today I was much more interested in the other patients in the hospital.  Honestly, the more he and Jane talked the longer I got to enjoy the smells and sounds of the other patients in the hospital.