(Don't tell Abbey, but we're going to the park today before it gets too hot. She's been recovering from a weird skin thing on the back of her hind legs and her steroid journey is just about over. It's been a boring several weeks for both of us while she heals.)
Oh my dog, y'all. My elbows been so itchy. I lick and lick and lick and it still doesn't stop. Not so much anymore, though. Mom's been making my food taste really weird for a few weeks. Sometimes she gives me funny tasting peanut butter. She talks all sweet and stuff, but I have her number.
Last week, she taked a walk in the yard, something about 12 times around is a mile. I wasn't feeling it. I got my lazy going and there I stayed while she walked and walked and walked. I's a long dog!
So you can see, I been a little lazy. My back legs aren't as itchy as they were and mom doesn't say "grooosssss" when she cleans them anymore. I's not gross. I'm the bestest dog ever. She says that too.
I promise to try to get more snappie snaps and make mom write again. I gots lots of tails to tell. (See what I did there?)