It’s getting very boring in my cage now. I tried to play tug-of-war with my brother through the cage yesterday, but once he got the teething keys away from me I had no chance of chasing after them and fighting back.
Mummy was reading the after care instructions again yesterday, and she’s sure I jumped straight to week 3 recovery – I was using my leg the day of the op, was as hungry as usual, and have been bright from the start. Indeed, I’ve been using my leg normally from day 2, walking (or running / jumping if Mummy is not quick enough to stop me) as usual.
I think Hal is in Mummy’s bad books today – he’s pulled out a piece of foam from Shandy’s bed and shredded it into about 20 different pieces. That’s normally my job – wish I’d been able to help him!