Oh my aich'n paw...

I haven't written in a while but that is mostly because my paw was killing me.  It is hard to type with a bum paw.  I am not sure how it happened but after I came home from the dog park last weekend my front right paw really hurt.  My Mom took me to see Dr. Wilson and before I knew it I was seeing stars.  When I woke Dr. Wilson told me that I had a stinger in my paw.  I thanked him for removing it and then my Mom came back and brought me home.  I hobbled around the house for a few days because it still hurt to put pressure on it.  My Dad was nice enough to carry me up and down the stairs.  One day I thought that I was feeling good enough to play again but the next day it really hurt again.  I haven't been able to go for walks but I have been going for more rides.  I have been taking some pretty good drugs too.  They make me really thirsty and pant and of course I have to go to the bathroom all the time.  Not that I mind because I like to go outside and take in the fresh air.  When I was on the pain medication there were times I thought that the room was spinning.  What a ride!  I am happy to report that I am feeling much better now and my Mom says that I am back to my goofy, stupid self again.