To Our Vet

Well, I'm home, and I'm being sneaky getting on the computer. Mom's dealing with CenturyLink. It's not pretty. But I tell you what is pretty - me! She tells me this often. She was a hot mess last night, and to be quite honest, I was too. My legs were so tired. Mom said they were like jello, really wobbly, all four of them. She took me to the vet today for a check-up, something about running around in the cold and rain, lungs, I don't know. What I do know is every time I go to the vet, they like to squeeze my butt. What's up with that? I've been running around for 15 days, and they squeeze my butt? And trim my nails. Seriously.

 

I promise, you would think she's the one who's been running around town for fifteen days. She looks like an old mare who's been rode hard and put away wet. Don't tell her I said that.

 

(See my picture? I'm a little scrawny looking, all head and no body!)

 

All my love,

 

MR 🐾

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