Now my leg really hurts!

So I tried to follow Richie up the stairs earlier, but there is that baby gate thingy (who are you callin' a baby?) in the way. So when I turned around to go back down to the bottom, I guess I missed a step, and came down hard on my wrist. YOW! Did it ever hurt! I just stood there for a few moments, paw off the ground, as Richie came quickly to soothe and comfort me. I don't know what I did, but now I can barely put any weight on my paw, it hurts so much.

I got some more peanut butter, and after a little bit, the pain subsided, and I was able to settle down in the basement. Christine brought down my baby blankie (I can be a baby sometimes), and so I immediately laid down on it. They have decided to move into the basement now, rather than having me go up and down the stairs, putting more stress on my leg.

We all eat our meals down there, and Richie sleeps in the basement with me now too. Of course I can still go out through my special door to do my business, but I try to hold it for as long as I can, so that I don't have to get up as much. Aside from getting peanut butter now four times a day, this kinda sucks.

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Still doing Buddy things

Well, my leg still hurts. But it's still a pandemic, so not much has changed around here. I still walk a bit when I'm not too limpy, but typically it is just around the block, and only once a day now. I'm happy to tell you that I have been getting a regular course of peanut butter three times a day, and still getting my milk after breakfast. For some reason, that makes my wrist feel better. 

I still have to get help going down stairs using the harness thingy, but I don't mind now, and I kinda am getting used to it. The weather has been pretty good, so now we are all hanging outside on the grass. Well, I'm on the grass, while they sit on their chairs on the patio.

Now here's a fine mess. Christine and Richie went off this afternoon to play cornhole (like they do down at the cabin). So while they were gone, I decided to see what is in the little room downstairs. It turns out that there is a trash bin there, and I found a great thing in there to bring outside and shred apart! The fun was short-lived, as I made quick work of that envelope. But you can see from the photo above that my leg still hurts; most times now, I try not to put much weight on it.

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Still no stairs for me

Remember when I was telling you about the harness thingy that I have to wear when I'm going downstairs? I forgot to tell you that there are also gates to prevent me from going up the stairs! Yep, I guess they figure that if I go up them, I might try to go down them on my own, so they have blocked access at the bottom of my patio, and as well on the inside basement stairs. 

"I didn't want to go up the stupid stairs anyways."

I still get to go out of course, as a guy has to do what a guy has to do (or doo). But most of the time, I'll come back in right away, or on occasion, lie out in the rain, like I used to when I was younger.

I do still like to watch out over my domain - my backyard, my oasis. This is the place that gives me the most comfort... having a home to call my own. That's why I always want to come back here so much after a neighbourhood walk, or a weekend away at the cabin - this is my place.

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Just hangin' out

It would seem that this pandemic thing is still with us, and actually we are apparently in something called the "third wave". Not a clue what that means, as it's the same old routine here for me. Christine and Richie are with me almost all the time now, and since I can't go down stairs without one of the them helping me, I don't go out to the backyard as often anymore.

I haven't been a fan of sitting out on the front lawn much, but now that it is getting a bit nicer out, I've been enjoying a bit of sunbathing recently. Since my leg still hurts, I'm ok not going for much of a walk in the morning (we don't go for afternoon walkies anymore), so this is my opportunity to see and smell things outside. Even though I'm not much of a wanderer, I still have to stay tethered when I'm out front for some reason.

Christine especially likes sitting out with me when it is sunny like this, as she doesn't like the cold weather, certainly not like us Berners! She has also been working in her garden, and her flowers are starting to bloom; probably time for me to start mowing down on them, I guess.

Oh, and I guess it is my Nana's birthday today, so Richie put this silly bow on my head! They say that I am the best present ever!

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New procedure for going down the stairs

So here's a new thing that is happening around here lately. To alleviate any undue stress on my wrist as I go down the stairs, I now need to wear this harness thingy every time I want to go outside. I'm not exactly modelling it correctly here, but it goes over my head, then gets strapped around my chest. I like putting it on, as I get a hug each time that it gets clipped on!

Then when we head downstairs, Christine or Richie holds on to the handle on top of my harness, and then I usually just stand there. See, I normally go down the stairs after them, but now they want me to go first, so they can hold on to me! It's really weird, because I'm walking down the stairs, but my front paws are barely touching the surface!

Anyhow, it isn't so bad, and I can actually get through my special door on my own, even with my harness on. Richie usually shouts at me, "WAIT!" but I don't, and rush out the door on my own. My leg still hurts, but aside from the harness thingy, it's pretty much the same routine around here though. 

"I smells something here?"

Still going out for a walk everyday, but it's really short, which is just fine with me. And of course milk and peanut butter treats! I am getting a lot more cuddle time than normal, which is also awesome, as I am a huggy-bear!

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Special pictures at the dogtor

Since I was still limping around, Richie took me to see the dogtor yet again. This time, he left me there! I went into the back room with them, and then I got really sleepy. Before you know it, Richie was back to get me, and we went home for a nice dinner. 

 

Unbeknownst to me, Richie had the dogtor take some special pictures of me while I was napping earlier. It turns out I have something called "osteosarcoma". I don't know what that means, but Richie and Christine are really sad now.

I don't know what the big deal is - it doesn't hurt that much, really. I mean check out the picture above; the wrist that hurts is the one I have folded back! Anyhow, now in addition to getting a little bit of milk each morning, I'm also getting a little dollop of peanut butter three times a day!

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My leg hurts again

I was just doing my normal stuff - sleeping, morning walkies, sleeping, lunch, sleeping - well, you get the picture. But Christine noticed that I had a really big bump on my wrist, the one that hurts when I walk. Anyhow, so she ran off to the dogtor to get me some more medicine, and so I'm back to getting milk every morning again! 

It definitely helps, and the swelling went down a lot, so I can walk on it without it bothering me too much. We certainly don't walk as far as we used to, and of course, I stop every few metres to sniff things. Richie likes to think that I'm stopping to smell these flowers, but it's really because someone else has peed on them!

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