For now, however, Abby is the Queen of the Couch.
She is going on walkies with me, and she's allowed to wander around in the yard, albeit on a leash. (The sweatshirt is to keep the incision site clean - and she looks rather dashing!)
I do get a little stir crazy, so Mom takes me out for a little frisbee action on the sly.
I don't actually like frisbee zoomies as much without Abby around, so I keep my frisbee sessions short. Besides, Abby waits by the door and really works her "woe is me" look...
|She's behind me, isn't she?|
|Yes, there is a lot of snart on the door, and that IS a canvas of Abby on the wall behind her.|
Thank you all for the good wishes - I'll keep you posted, and thanks again for not telling Abby about being sick! (And don't worry, she doesn't read the bloggie posts, she just looks at the pictures!)
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus