Not So Wordless Wednesday

Here are da udder side of my dress, it has Laurel Burch puppies and kitties on it.

I even has a matchin pillow, Finley's momma made it for me years ago when I lived in Lost Angulus. See, dere wuzn't any air condishinunin in da apartment and it was HOT so I wuz always lyin by da screen door.  And she made me dis cute lil pillow to lie on.  Now I can camo-flaje on it.

I are not havin too good a day.  We went on a Zombie Patrol™ today, and it really took it outta me.  I wuz kinda stumblin and hoppin along, but momma thought I wuz doin "ok."  She's been callin me Stumbalina lately, she sure thinks she are a comedian (I guess somebody should think she are funny). Anyways, when I got home, I lied down for a nap, and since den I has not really been able to walk.  At all.  Momma carried me to da food bowl and I ate, so my appetite are still good.  I ate my Boo Bar cookies too.  But I didn't even move when we went out back, eggcept to ooch myself into da shades (it are still in da 90s).  No backyard patrol like normal and no gettin in da pool.  So momma knows I are not feelin my best.  I are gettin threatened wif da V-E-T if I don't start gettin better soon (not dat I dislike my vet, I's just kinda scared of all vets after da time I had to have stitches - dey hurt a LOT!).  Meanwhile, my momma are gonna be dosin me wif Metacam and tryin out some accupreshure for da arthur-eye-tis.  So let's hope dat works and no vet are needed.  And momma, if ya feels da need to take me round da nayborhood - dat are what dem bikes and da bike baskets are for, ok???