Today my parents taught me how to go down stairs. Given my height and what not, stairs generally frighten me. The only step I really haven’t mastered yet is the first one leaving our house—just look at that thing!
Other than that, I have a vet’s appointment tomorrow. It technically isn’t my first, but it’s my first with my new parents…so we’ll see how that goes. At least all of my no. 2’s today were solid! (TMI?)
Well…I just got home from the vet…
And I did great! That’s right, I’m a totally healthy, happy puppy. I weigh 9 pounds, 4 ounces—okay, I might need to go on a bit of a diet—but other than that I am the epitome of corgi perfection. I didn’t like going to the vet all that much, but everyone there was really nice, gave me plenty of attention, and sent me home with some treats. (The ones they gave me during my visit were kind of gross, as you can tell by the pieces I left behind…)
Daddy says I’m becoming quite an expensive Christmas gift for Mom, but at least we know for sure that I am healthy and that the rawhide didn’t hurt me!
