Mommy and Daddy came to visit me in the hospital today. I was so happy to see them that I tried to swim out of the nurse's arms through the air to get to them. The nurse was good and held on tight so I wouldn't fall. We got to spend some time together in the "quiet room," which is this very nice room with carpets and couches and boxes of tissue. I wimpered a lot because I am so sad right now. There is something funny with my legs...I can't seem to make them do what I want.
I get to come home tomorrow, and Mommy and Daddy are spending all day today preparing for my arrival with pee pads, a new low-front doggy bed, and a reinstatement of the ex-pen and crate system. I remember when I was very small I had to be on what they called "crate rest" for a long time because my pelvis was hurty. I have to do the same thing now because my legs and back are hurty.
I am trying to keep my chin up and be brave for Mommy and Daddy. It has been very helpful to me (and especially Mommy) over the last few days to use my blog as someplace to talk about my troubles and to read all the encouraging comments from all my DWB friends. I promise I will be around visiting and commenting when I am feeling a bit better.
Poppy the Little Blonde Chihuahua