An Update from Me...

On Friday, I went to visit a nice lady at the rehab center. She gave me very good news. She says that my goofy walk is nothing serious! From the looks of it, we think that I was locked up in a crate most of my life and I didn't get the proper exercise I needed. That's why my back end is a little funny. The good news is that the rehab lady said with some conditioning and exercise, I should start learning how to use my legs much better. I may always walk a little silly, but no one ever seems to notice anyway!

Yesterday, I got to go with my foster mom to this big pet store. It was a little scary for me because I've never seen a pet store before. There were lots of people that wanted to meet me. I was a little shy at first, but this one lady came over to say hello and scratched behind my ears. I was in my glory! She talked to my foster mom while she pet me. Then she got up to walk away, but I wasn't done yet! I tried to follow her around the store. My foster mom says I was so well behaved. She even bought me some special treats for later. YUM!

After we got back from the pet store, a storm came. I didn't like it at all! Loud bangs and flashes of light scare me a little. I kept trying to climb up onto my foster mom's lap because she makes me feel safe. After awhile, I realized no one else seemed to be bothered by the storm, so I settled down a little.

Then today, my foster mom and her whole family left real early in the morning. While they were gone I decided I didn't feel like being in my crate anymore, so somehow I managed to pull the door open and escape. I thought I was free until I realized the bedroom door was closed. So I scratched and scratched to try to get out. When that didn't work, I scratched and scratched at the bathroom door. No luck. Then I went over to the window, but it was too high. I couldn't get out that way, just managed to knock the curtain rod down and ripped the curtain a little. Then I had to pee, so I relieved myself on some very nice looking shirts. Finally, my foster mom came home. I was so excited to see her, but she didn't seem too happy. After she cleaned the mess, she told me it was okay and it wasn't my fault. But now she knows that I will need to be securely crated when left alone until I can be trusted. Doesn't sound fun to me.

Now I am relaxing outside in the sun. Tomorrow I get to visit the vet and get a check-up. After that, I will have my surgery and hopefully be ready for a new home by the end of next week.

Love, Dilly