Boredom sets in

Hi guys. I am sooo bored. Mom started back at school again, and I'm left to sit around. Twice she came home and I was on the couch. I'm not supposed to get up there, because I'm not supposed to put weight on my back legs, but that is just so, so boring!! I like it when mom sleeps on the floor with me or when she picks me up to be on the couch with her, but when she's at work or when my roommate Kajaal goes for a walk, well, it's just not fair.

Mom says it won't be long. Only 11 days until the surgery. She's cooking lots of yummy things to eat. I have a low calorie diet of salmon, turkey, spinach, apples, parsley, garlic, flax seeds, celery, and green beans. My good doctor, Dr. Sara says my surgery recovery will be faster if I lose weight. Mom has been trying to get me to lose weight for a long time, but before I used to sneak food here and there from my roommate or wherever I could find it. Sometimes I told other people I hadn't eaten yet. Now I can't do any of that stuff (Yuck!). Plus, mom says she doesn't think I'm as fat as the vets thought before. Since I'm only 8 pounds over my ideal weight from when I was a puppy, and since i have lost size in my legs, mom says my front legs are super strong and muscular. That's how come I can climb the steps outside and don't like mom to carry me in a sling. I mean, come ON mom, it's embarrassing if the other dogs see. I make mom wake up when it's dark instead of going potty during the day when I usually do. Mom thinks it's because she gives me my Tramadol pain killer at night, but it's really so the other dogs don't see my mom carrying me outside.

My sister is a cat. She has been complaining because we don't sleep in the bedroom anymore. Mom let me go to the bedroom that night. She used the sling thing to help carry me up, and I was sooo happy to be back in my own bed for the first time since Dec 18th, but then I realized, I didn' t know how to get up and down myself. Mom carried me down those steep stairs in the morning, but we both got a little scared, so she's sleeping on the couch again, and I'm on my pet bed. I wasn't too sure when mo got me that memory foam, but I like it now-- of course, I can't tell if it has any memor at all because I'm on the stupid bed all the time. It never has a chance to forget!! Oh well. I'm not really cranky. Kajaal and Aunt Monamie are reallly nice about everything, but I just miss going for walks and playing. It's boring to lie around and sleep all the time.

Mom says hang in there, that I'm going to be the poster child for speedy recovery, whatever that means. I hope it means I can go swimming soon. I hope doesn't mean she'll stop giving me those really big bones to chew-- at least there's THAT to do.

High paws to all the other Bloggindogs.