Joey Lady and Big Guy came over and told me that Momma had gotten hurt in her black box zoomie thing (they called it a "car" though) They then told me that she was at ECMC (erie canine medical center?) I guess its some sort of vet place for two-leggers. They took me to their house.
Momma's home now. She keeps telling me stories. She broke her left foreleg and her back. She lays around on her bed all day, but sometimes comes to see me in her wheelchair. I like it when she does that.
Just thought i'd introduce myself. I'm a bit conflicted about this. I think Momma would be so proud of me for learning how to type. But she's probably mortified i'm sharing her secrets.
I hope she doesn't find out.
