This is Buzz, Dad’s older, smarter and nicer dog!! I don’t spell good!
Dad let me read the bloggy things that Bonnie and Baxter wrote and they weren’t very kind. They are both overpriviledged morons who do nothing but whine. Before Mom found me in a shelter I had been living on the streets for three or four years…. I forget now. My usual source of food was invading chicken coops but I had to fight off those darned roosters!! I don’t like them! I was also hit by a UPS truck… I don’t like them either.
When I got to my new home here, Dad took me to the doctor’s and the doctor said I had parvovirus, coronavirus, and an ear, sinus and eye infection. Then he found the 80 or so ticks I had on me. He removed them one at a time. I was not allowed into the doctor’s waiting room for a month and had to use the back door. I also had to sleep outside so I wouldn’t make my two new friends sick.
They were nice dogs but gone now. I didn’t know them for long but we had fun.
About a year later I jumped out of bed and hurt my back really bad! Mom and Dad took me to a new doctor and he said I had fractured some bones in my spine. Mom and Dad took me to a scary hospital and the nice surgeon there replaced my spine with a new plastic one!!
Bonnie called me ‘Zipperback’! Not nice!! It took me a long time of dragging myself around to learn to walk again but Mom’s cousin let me swim in his pool and that really helped. I’m part Waterhound so I have webbed feet. Poor Dad used to have to hold my rear up when I pooped!! I heard Dad tell Mom that he had use three credit cards to pay for my surgery. I love them!!
I’m fine now except for a little hitch in my giddyup but can take both Bonnie and Baxter with one paw tied behind me!! Oh Wait!!!! UPS!!!!! GRRRR!!!
Anyhow, the next time those two bad mouth me, remember who the Good Dog is!!!
I’ll talk to you later Dad’s friends!!