I guess I was wrong about there not being a DL. I have been on one for awhile. My people didn’t allow me to play or go for a walk for 5 whole days. It was torture. First I had to go to the vet. I don’t mind going to the vet. Sometimes I lay down on the floor and go to sleep. Hal didn’t go with us. That was kind of weird. The vet is nice, but she pulled my leg until it hurt. Then I got some pills that made me throw up. Then, like I said, I couldn’t play. On Monday we started to go for a walk, but when we saw Riley at the park, we got to run around in the park. No ball, but running felt good. Today I got to play a little ball. I am not limping now. I think I’m OK. Sometimes, people know best.
Your friend,
Dave
