My Chair

Well, its almost July and the month wouldn’t be complete without a visit to my emergency room. It really wasn’t my fault but my mom (after she was sure I was OK) was rolling her eyes at me so much I thought they were going to get stuck. Anyhoo, I have this chair that I like to lay in on the front porch. I am more human than dog therefore my bum should never have to touch the ground. I am in this chair all of the time. Well, I am a big dog. I weigh a lot and I am very VERY strong. So, this chipmunk has the nerve to go running by me while I am in the chair. What the heck? Well, I proceeded to launch myself off of the chair in wild eyed chase mode and I seem to have gotten tangled up on my way to eat the chipmunk. I leaped out of the chair, legs and arms got stuck and I face planted straight on to the front concrete stoop. Luckily my mom was standing there and saw it all. She rushed over to me, made sure I was awake and then she gathered me up (yes, she actually did pick me up and carry me to the car) and away we went to the hospital.

No broken bones or teeth but I have a pretty good gash in my leg and my face. I busted my cheek up a bit on the inside and mom has to flush it out with water daily but other than that I should be just fine.

Only problem is that mom took away my favorite chair. Now what am I going to lay on?

Any of you have a chair or two you can spare?????