
This journal entry is for serious followers only (lol). It’s potty talk, and only someone that has a furkid or two will appreciate it!
It has been a challenge to potty with my two splinted longer and straighter legs. Dr. MacKenzie says that my bandages must stay dry, so I’ve had to use the patio which I absolutely hate! To keep me upright and balanced, Mom arranges her family tartan Pendleton scarf around my tummy kinda like a sling.
Well today Mom carried me out to the grass in back. She gently placed me down on all fours and I went potty without any help whatsoever. Then I quickly put it in first gear and accelerated in my version of a doggie gallop. It completely surprised Mom because I’ve never had to be on a leash before. Now I was doing a Lewis and Clark away from Mom and she was laughing and crying at the same time. I guess it was an emotional moment for her.
Mom was prepared with her camera the next time we ventured out back. I was not as animated, but take a look at this newest photo. It is proof positive for all of my fans that I am able to stand ever-so-briefly on all four of my legs. I could get pretty used to this whole idea. It has only been a little over a week since my surgery so I’m pretty darn proud of myself!
Luv ~ HoneyBear