Puppy Goes Stir Crazy

Despite some of the cuter photos I've taken of her, Puppy doesn't like to sit around quietly. She and I are both ready for her stitches to come out. Trying to keep her "quiet" is like trying to tell the wind to stop blowing over the ocean.

"What do you mean no bouncing?" she whines.

"What do you mean I can't come to the field with you guys for a romp?" she grouses.

Every squirrel that dares set foot in the back yard sets off another round of frantic barking and pawing at the sliding glass doors, anxious to get outside and chase the offending interlopers off the property. Click on leash, tug arm out of socket in our haste to exit the building.

*sigh*

Just a few more days.