Pup goes *POP*

It has been a very busy week around here. It all started last Thursday…

Mom has been worried about me for the last bit and rightly so. I took a stumble a bit ago and have been in pain ever since. While Mom was giving me pain killers to make me comfortable, it didn’t seem to be something that wanted to heal itself. Mom finally gave in and took me to the vet. She was so worried that I finally blew my knee. Good news: the knee seems to actually be tightening up on it’s own. But the vet still recommended that I see her partner. So we went back on Friday. The vet had me get up on the table and then started poking at my hips. She put pressure in the right spot and there was a pop back there! I burried my head a little bit tighter in Mom’s stomach. She was holding onto my collar like I wouldn’t have stood still on my own. Then the vet started to move around my arms and again she made something pop. She said we were done for the day and lowered the table. It took me a minute to realize it but I felt better. Forget better. I felt great!!! So I gave the vet my biggest smile to say thanks and let her know that I liked what ever it was that she did to me.

On Saturday Mom and I went out to celebrate. Right now all of the snow is melting and Mom says we can’t go to the park. But on Saturday we got to go and play dirtiest dog. And I totally won. I found a few good puddles and by running through them and stomping I ended up with muddy water on my back! and everywhere else. Little did I know that dirtiest dog was going to be followed by cleanest dog. It was bath day. So over to the big tub we went! Sad puppy. By the time I was partially dry I was so tired and getting sore again. Mom let me lay down on my side while she blew me out. Did I ever mention how good my Mom is? But she made me stand so she could scissor down my feathering. Mom keeps me trimmed up pretty good and she took off a little bit extra so I don’t magically attract quite so much dirt while the world melts.

Monday was our first Hope Heels group class. The wonder dogs are learning to take the bus. I told them all I knew about the bus and the people on the bus. I have taken the bus lots! Mom and I took it everyday while we went to classes last winter. I don’t like the bus but it will get you to where you need to be. We practiced how to get on a bus and off. The people role played on how to ask for a seat. More practice is scheduled for next Monday and we’re taking all the pups to practice with a real bus. I just have to remember not to bark at the busses. That would be embarrassing.

Wednesday Mom and I went to talk to a bunch of kids about service dogs. We explained what I do for Mom and why it’s important that the kids don’t pat me. Then the kids got a special treat and got to meet Boomer, our 12 week old puppy. I was so jealous. Boomer got to say hi to each kid. Turns out we were there because one of the girls in that class picked Boomer’s name. Mom handled it very well. She didn’t even have a breakdown when she was surprised by cameras being there. She was just happy that she did dress well enough that she would be okay for camera material. But they didn’t air us. Mom hunted all the news websites for video. You can see Boomer’s video via link on Hope Heels facebook page.

Wednesday evening Dad got home and we’ve just been hanging around since.

Time for me to go. We’re going to try to lure Dad to help pack some stuff for our migrate.

~Paige the Wonder Dog