We went to the doctor today for my final checkup from my Superdog incident. I guess I can't just jump off the deck any time I want to go chase after intruding neighbor dogs. I dislocated my hip last time I tried that and I'm finally cleared for normal activities. Which in my case, is sleeping on the couch, sleeping on my favorite chair, sleeping on my back with a random tail wag.
Mom was very bummed when she heard that our favorite doctor was leaving. Since I've never been sick, our choice of vet has not been that important. But with the whole cancer thing and the hip popping thing, Mom really liked this doctor. We haven't had a whole lotta luck finding someone around here that we trust and like. Guess I can't get sick anymore! Heidi can jump from the top step, but I'll use all 5.