Because of my herniated disc, I'm currently not allowed to go up and down stairs unless I'm carried... usually in my kennel. So normally my people leave a baby gate at the bottom of the staircase so I can't go upstairs while they're at work.
(Aside: Not that the baby gate really could stop me from going upstairs if I really wanted to. First, it's just resting there, so I could easily knock it over and go upstairs. Second, it's not like I haven't eaten my way through a baby gate before. When I was a puppy, I chewed through just enough pieces of a gate to allow my skinny little body to sneak through. That was when they decided to put up the big heavy metal gate. Couldn't get through that one. Here's what it looked like in our old house. Despite all my rage, I was still just a dog in a cage.)
(Aside: Not that the baby gate really could stop me from going upstairs if I really wanted to. First, it's just resting there, so I could easily knock it over and go upstairs. Second, it's not like I haven't eaten my way through a baby gate before. When I was a puppy, I chewed through just enough pieces of a gate to allow my skinny little body to sneak through. That was when they decided to put up the big heavy metal gate. Couldn't get through that one. Here's what it looked like in our old house. Despite all my rage, I was still just a dog in a cage.)
Anyway... they didn't put the gate up at all today, so I was free to roam the house all day. I could have slept on 4 different beds if I wanted to. I won't say what I actually did because I know who reads this blog and I don't want to incriminate myself.
I did show my people that I'm feeling better by jumping off the bed tonight right in front of them. It hurt a bit, but I'm fine.
Besides... tomorrow's pill day.
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