Working it...

So, you all know about that terrible bout I had with the seizures the middle of last month. That's a whole lot like having electric shock treatments. You forget stuff. And I gotta admit I really did forget some things, for a while. I hate to say it but for about a week there I was pooping in the house like all the time. Mom didn't say too much, cause she understood the deal. But I have gotten my memory back. I remember lots of cool stuff and I poop outside and mostly, I pee outside. But I guess I am just being a little rebellious. See, tonight, right in front of Mom, I hiked my leg TWICE, on this basket of pine cones that she kept in the corner. I think she's had those pine cones like 25 years or something like that. At least that's what she was mumbling when she was carrying it out to the trash. She even had the nerve to look me in the eye and say, "bad dog". Jeez. Anyways, she ran the carpet cleaner in the bedroom tonight. She said something about the vacuum cleaner not working so she'd have to wait to do the rest of it. She probably blames that on me too, but I swear, I did NOT hike my leg on the vacuum cleaner....Ha! Ha!
Later,
Rocky