Yep, I'm feelin' pretty good. I'll tell you, you can't fart sideways around here without the humans having an all out panic attack. Literally.
I mean, I hate to say a cup of whippy, organic bakery dog treat and an extra treat from the barista gave me a gas bubble... No, really, I hate to say it, because I am afraid I will never enjoy the sweet delicious bliss of whippy across my mug again. I suppose the combo of these treats could maybe have possibly caused me a tiny bit of gastric distress, but I doubt enough to swear it off forever, right?!
And then there is the matter of my me time with Mom on Friday. I was having a great time throughout our adventure, but, I fear I may have to scale things back a bit. Any room in the bingo club for me Tuni & Pearl?
I don't know, I think I still have plenty of pep in my step, maybe a dose of Geritol would help.
Either way, I am sorry for giving everyone a scare. I honestly do not like to see that look in Mom and Dad's eyes. I was just feeling a little under the weather. So try not to worry about me.
I would love to tell you all about my me time now, if you don't mind.
It started out at my beloved Dr Erickson's office for a little adjustment.
Since I was feeling so good, she only gave me an adjustment and we skipped the acupuncture.
After my appointment we spied a tag sale sign. So we took a quick detour to check out the offerings.
Then we stopped at this great little bread bakery.
Normally I have to lay low after my pins, so since we figured I should be able to handle some activity, we decided to stop at one of my favorite places White Memorial Conservation Center.
I am afraid that this may be where we began to err. It was such a beautiful day, and me and Mom were really enjoying spending time together, so we took a leisurely walk around the grounds.
There were so many photo ops, I really didn't have an opportunity to get tired, but we did cover a lot of ground.
We stopped for a drink, and Mom pulled out the special treat she got for me, and only me.
After that, it was off to visit Nana.
First, a detour to Starbucks.
Please enjoy what could have been my last whippy treat. Had I only known, I would have demanded what remained in that cup!
Nana got a new computer. Time to fill it up with pictures of her number one grand pug!
So, that's it folks, From there, it was home, dinna, and snuggle time. I was tired for sure, but who knew what lay ahead?
I truly would like to sincerely thank each of you for sending good juju and healing vibes. I could feel them.
A big thank you goes out to Dr Matz, who hung out with me all day Saturday. She took me out lots of times for walks. She even forgave me for pooping inside. So, I will let it slide how she fed that chick next to me without even sharing a morsel with me.
Also, thanks for taking care of the parents, they can be so dramatic at times!