Saturday, March 24, 2012

HydrotheraWHAT?


This is me, getting introduced to the water treadmill during my first physical therapy session. I think I look pretty great in that vest. Orange is a VERY hot color this season, you know.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Financial Aid!

Thanks to Scout's Fund, that lady who drives me to physical therapy doesn't need to worry about the cost of my appointments at Scout's House.

Scout's Fund is pretty cool - they offer financial aid for qualifying pets from low income households, active and retired military and law enforcement K-9 unit dogs, assistance dogs and shelter pets who need rehab.

This must be kind of a big deal, because that lady cried when she got the news, and she doesn't do that very often.

If you're looking to donate some funds to a non-profit, please consider Scout's Fund.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Pfff, DAILY?

Years! Do you know how many BOXER years it's been since I last updated?

I haven't been feeling so well. I'm having a hard time walking on the hardwood floors because my feet are sliding in the wrong direction. That lady I live with took me to the vet and he wasn't too worried, but she still thought something was wrong. Luckily, we live near a place that does physical therapy and rehab for pets, Scout's House. So I had a consultation (with lots of treats!) with a vet and physical therapist, who said I have some back leg weakness (they can't say why without X-rays) and a moderately sore back, which could be helped by physical therapy. I'm pretty sure there will be treats involved, but I don't know about this underwater treadmill business.

I have some indoor traction boots to keep me from sliding, am doing my physical therapy home exercises regularly, and my first physical therapy appointment is this week. The therapist said that if I use the water treadmill they might be able to take some video.

Sunday, March 8, 2009


I have a new best friend. I loooove RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAMON!

Friday, February 13, 2009

I'm a Boxer! I'm a Ball!

Sleeping on the bed rules, but I wish we had a smaller bed - it would be so much easier to sneak slowly upwards to curl up in a ball by human body parts . My life is rough enough already, now I have to WORK when I'm asleep?

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Rain, Rain, go away...

I wish it would stop raining. I hate pooping in the side yard - it's just not right. What's wrong with having muddy feet anyway? I'll lick them clean eventually.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Vet time!

Yesterday I went to the vet because *some people* seem to think my breath smells like ass and that I might need to have my teeth cleaned. HA, no teeth cleaning for me - pay the bill, lady, and let's go for a walk (and I'll refrain from commenting on *your* breath. For now...)! The vet's pretty smart - I think he probably got an A in Dog Breath 101 . And that other vet lady, the tech with the butt thermometer I don't enjoy? She talked to me in that great squeaky voice and asked me if I'd been working out and gave me a treat AND she smells like horses! I love her.

THEN! I got to go to Work. I wasn't supposed to be at Work so we had to sneak up the scary back stairs. As usual, everyone wanted a piece of me. I hung out in Mikey's cube and then I took him for a walk except...oops, we went right by the security office (AKA MallCop entral) who got all puffity about how I was forbidden on company premises blah blah blah HEY IS THAT CHEESE? So we had our walk and then I went home to save up my _excellent_ breath as a welcome home gift for that lady who drives me around.