It’s 3 weeks today since I had my op, and I’m already fed up of not being allowed out of the house and garden – and having to be on a lead in the garden. I feel fine most of the time, although I am still on painkillers (so Mummy thinks that might be masking the pain), and just want to play, jump and run. But I’m trying to be really good for Mummy, and she says how good both Zen and I are being. We try really hard not to fight, and as a result she’s not had to put me in the cage for ages now.
We still sleep downstairs as I’m not allowed to use the stairs, and she has to keep the dog flap locked as I’m not allowed freedom in the garden, but we can manage with that as long as I don’t have to go in that cage.