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ALC would like one of these on her side right now. Someone to kick her restrictions and newest rules to the curb and let her do as she’s done for the past 11 months.
That’s right, Alien Love Child is not a happy puppy.
Her bestest friend, her wonderful Vet, has laid down the law on what Madame I Just Had My Knee Done and Should Be Resting But Can’t Because I’m INCAPABLE of Being Slow/Quiet/Dainty needs to do now.
All that I has no problems, I be fine, really came to a screeching halt yesterday.
ALC is on bedrest for the next 30 days.   Alien baby meet your new crate and small play circle. And your sedatives because go warp speed and be a mountain goat is frowned upon.
Running… that’s out, as well. Leashed walks. No racing circles around Two-Toes or Diggy-Doo.
I know. I know. No dashing off the porch, high tailing it over to the Girls and having your early morning, late afternoon, whenever the hell time chats about the differences between Dogs Who Are Silly and chickens who cluck and refuse to comment on the situation. They’ll still be there in a few weeks. Honest.
No leaping off the couch to chase a Jellybean, or three or play tag with Cosi-moto. They’ll wait.
Not. Until. June 30.
Not that the pin in your little knee will straighten out but maybe, just maybe, that gap you put in the area of repair will actually snug up and heal correctly.
It’s almost like baby-proofing the house again.
Head. Desk. Meet.
I need coffee.
Anything fun in your world write now?
