After our splendid outing to the beach on Sunday, BM noticed that I was limping on my left rear leg this week. A couple of years ago, I had surgery to repair a very busted up cruciate ligament on this leg so you can imagine the consternation in the household now! I was very worried that I'd have to wear another one of these satellite dishes on my head.
Fortunately, Dr Natalie today pronounced that I just have a strain but arthritis is setting in because I'm now a Senior Pooch. So, my dinner will now include lots of Sasha's Blend (smells fishy, yum!) and I'm confined to barracks for the rest of the week...sigh. At least my butt doesn't have to be shaved again like this. The shame of it all still makes me blush.