Well to say that Chicka has gotten out of her depression funk is an understatement. She has been running and attacking the kids, and while most times they enjoy it, other times they act like she is really attacking them instead of playing. Which makes her want to play more.
We are still working on the house training. She does good for a day, and the next day (i.e. today) she has many accidents in the house. I’m starting to have some faith that she will learn.
Her leg is getting much better, she is able to walk and run, to an extint, on it. But if the kids are playing with her and lays on it just right, she lets out a yelp. Only 5 more days until we can take it off, but we may wait another week or so when we take her back to see the vet for a check up.
It seems as if she is getting bigger, right before out eyes. But maybe we are just wishing her to be a dog instead of a puppy now.
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