I am Thrilling.

Howdy Mates.

I am thrilled.  

My vet visit Wednesday was a great (dane) success.  The lovely Ms Kristen said she was THRILLED with me!  Her words exactly!  THRILLED, THRILLED, THRILLED!  I am walking very well and my new boot will help my sore pad and nail recover.  Mum said with all the fussing I received there my head was so swollen I could hardly fit through the door on the way out.  I don't know what the heck she's talking about.  Just cause everybuddy told me I was wonderful, pet me and smooched me, well, heck, that's normal isn't it?

I am still a little stiff legged on my dodgy back left leg, but hey, it just adds character right?  Dad says the girls will love my dodgy leg and that I can say I hurt it when I worked on the farm rounding up cattle.  Mum says not to be ridiculous.  Everyone knows I look more like a sheep dog than a cattle dog.

So there you have it mates.  Thanks to all your get well wishes I am a walkin' dude again.  

Now to my sissy and her haircut.  She was, well, pathetic.  Shakin' and shivering and that was before they even started.  Anyhoo, she survived and came home looking very swish.  Some may say, kinda plump, but that would be cruel and unkind.  No no, I would never say that about my sissy.  She HAD to eat those extra treats to help me with rehab.  She didn't want to but did out of the goodness of her heart.  So I say, Stella, thanks sissy for your support.  We can wobble our way together when we go for a walk.
 

 Before.

 

After.

Ya know mates, when I'm not around my sissy frets.  She's a bossy little bird at times but I know she loves me really.  Mum says it's time we get back to our hum drum lives.  Just the way we like it!

Have a great weekend mates.  Take care and see ya all soon.  

No worries, and slobber, Rory and Stella