Once at the park I was a little sad because there were no other doggies there, but that was ok, because Mom was going to call Uncle Sergey and Remmy to come play. So I waited and before long there was this bootiful greyhound girl waiting for me at the fence. We barked a little and decided to run...and run we did. It was a blast!!! Back and forth, back and forth...like for 20 times!!! Mom said something like I must have reminded her of a bunny...or something like that. Mom is so silly, I'm a Boston not a bunny.
Anyhowl, Mom was over filling up the doggie pool and I came by to get a drink. All of a sudden my Mom shrieked (SO embarrassing) and next thing I knew I was back in the car! I was there for all of 15 minutes...SO not fair. So when we got in the car, Mom was wiping my paw which was kinda red and gushy and I noticed that my dew claw was all broken. Oh well...no worries...I can go back and play now, right? But NOOOOOOOO...we drive to the ER vetpires to look at my ouchie. It really didn't hurt I barked to Mom, but she never listens to me.
Sorry for the blurry picture, but it is the best Mom could do...she said I was being too wiggly - Whatever!
Anyway...$80 later, prescription for some antibiotics and the threat of wearing the evil cone, I'm home, totally fine and sleepy. At least I got a bit of a run it before I was so rudely whisked away. My Mom is such a worrier... Mom says she hopes your Sunday is not as exciting as ours!