Hello. It’s me.
That look means “please don’t make me walk, my right rear hips hurts”, #amirite?
The great “ejection from the house” of 2018 resulted in a bigger issue.
After hobbling on three legs for three days (#symmetry), Mom and Dad took me to the vet. We crossed all of our toes, hoping there wasn’t a break.
No break – just deep tissue damage in my hip and knee (and according to the vet she could easily see food in my tummy).
Just like that I’m walking again. And vomiting (from the drugs). I’ll take the latter if I can have the former. After all, hips don’t lie.