Monday, June 15, 2009

Feeling Better

I'm no longer on my meds.  I still can't jump up on to the couch, but I refuse to use the steps. I bark at her and she will pick me up most times.  SHE's not too bright, I just don't understand why she doesn't understand the difference between "I want to go out, I want a treat, and put me on the couch."  I know what I need.   Mostly I sleep on my own little bed on the floor. 

Sunday, June 7, 2009

I Hurt

I hurt a lot.  I can't get on and off the comfy bed so I spend a lot of time on the floor.  I've asked my human to bring my little doggie bed home from the office, so I can sleep on it.  I don't do stairs either and our bedroom is upstairs so she carries me, which I hate, but it's better than being alone.  Last night we walked over to the Thai restaurant and back (it's about a block).  It's an easy walk and we went very slowly.  I like the little Greenies "pill pockets" our friend the deacon gave us.  I take my aspirin that way and now I get another one for my new medicine.  SHE says I have to go on a diet, but I'm not very hungry right now anyway.  Thank you for praying for me.