Well today I went to da vet for some x-rays. And da news are . . . well, pretty much nuffin. A lil bit of spinal arthur-eye-tis, but nuffin dat should be causin me da problems I got. Da vet keeps talkin bout surgery, but momma are not wantin to put me through surgery and rehab when we don't even know if it would fix da problem. It might be an ACL problem, but it doesn't really eggsplain all of what are goin on. Because obviously, both of my back legs are bein effected, not just da one. Nobody can tell us dat da surgery would make me walk again, and I would have to put up wif months of pain and rehab. Plus, I are 13 1/2, so dere are all dose concerns too. :( It are just really frustamaratin to not know what's goin on, whatefur it are are not showin up on xrays.
Momma are plannin on makin me an appointment wif da chiropractor next week, either they'll be able to do somefin and we'll see results, or we won't. Dey's also plannin on gettin me wheels so I can do my bizness more independently and move round better. Well, just movin round at all would be a BIG improvement.
So, since I are gonna have a wheelchair (well, da pup vershun anyways), do I gets to be governor of Texas?? Or maybe I can be president like FDR. Or just be a genius like Stephen Hawking. Wait, I already are genius since I get treats just for bein cute.
Speakin of which, I got to wear my new jacket today, so I wuz #prettyinplaid. Yeah, somefin bout plaid looks really good on us Scottish pups. Arooooo!