Boring!

It's very boring at our house. The dogmom hurt herself, so we don't get to play ball with her or anything. She stayed home from work on Friday, which was kind of a bummer since we usually go to her work with her on Fridays so that Tory at Dog Pad comes with the big blue bus and picks us up at the office and takes us to Dog Pad to play.

But we didn't get to go to work... so we missed the bus.

She said on Thursday that she was going to the doctor. So we got excited, 'cuz that usually means that one of us goes to see Dr. Kate or Dr. Hollee or even Dr. Amanda or Dr. Mary. But no, she left without us.

Then, she comes home and talks on the phone. We think there's something wrong, because dogmom keeps talking in letters instead of using her words. What is an X ray? What is an M. R. I. ? And she talks about bursa and about rotator cuffs. What in the world is that? I did hear her say that her bones are fine.

Then why can't she move her arm?

Anyways, what this all means for us is that she's not taking us for walks... and she's not throwing us our toys or our balls in the house. And she's not brushing us or brushing our teeth. (Well, she tried, but she was using the wrong hand and we didn't like it. Since she couldn't grab us, we just ran away.)

Worst thing? She won't let us cuddle up on the couch and lay on top of her like we usually do.

Any suggestions?

Wuf Ya!