One Step Forward, Two Steps Back

Or in my case, one gettin outta da bed so I could drinks some more water and no steps da next morning.  Yup pals, I wuz startin to get better, limpin round da house and even puttin some weight on da bad leg.  Until I decided last night to go get outta bed to drink some water.

Dis mornin, I's back to not walkin AT ALL.  I had to be carried out in da rain to do my bizness dis mornin.  And when my momma just took me out again at halftime, she had to use a leash to hold up my hind end.  And I'd been doin so much better too - as I said, I had been walkin around ok.  Dis are what keeps happenin to me - I gets to feelin a lil better, den I go and re-injure my leg.  It are cuz I's a terrierist and us terrierists are stubborn.  And I wants my nighttime water and momma puttin me down in front of da water bowl to drink before bedtime are not enuf.  Now I are hearin talk bout how I might have to be crated at night if I keeps dis stuff up.  What da woof??  I has been sleepin in da bed wif my momma ever since I wuz housebroken!

I wuz sad to read dat my pretty lil pal Isadora had to go to da Rainbow Bridge dis week.  She sure wuz a cutie pie.