Limited Mobility

Hey Y'all

I be suffrin from limited mobility lately. MyMama been tyin me to da tay-bell or be stickin me in my crate a whole bunch last week or so. See, I still ain't been learned dat I's only loud to pee outside. MyMama say it a problem when I go outside, pee, den come back in and pee in da hallway right atter. She can't figger out why I go all day and don't never pee in my crate; why I go all night and don't never pee in da bedroom; but, if I be left loose in da house when all da bipeds be home, I pee in da hallway. She's jus stoop-idd... I's only be doin it to yank her chain. Now, da good thing in dis process, is I's been gettin treaties atter ev-err-ee trip outside. I's not been gettin hollahred at none to much eeder. Soonah or lader I'll get learned like a big doggy and I won't pee inside no more.

De udder problem wid dis limited mobility is I's still be hurtin atter my fixin surgery. Y'all might recall dat I done got cut in cupplah places cause my stones tried to hide from da doctah. It be gettin bedder.

One final tidbit for y'all. I ovah-her-red MyMama tellin MyDaddy bout her talk with Maw (or MaPaw). There is a good chance dat I may be movin to my fur-ever home soon. Keep your paws crossed dat da refrenses all be good.

Have a bless-sed day, Biloxi