You know I am the best dog I can be. I try very had to make my people happy and keep them safe. Lady also says I am a big suck-a-bear.
Imagine the horror I felt on Sunday, when Man noticed I was limping. I let Lady fully examine my leg. Man felt it was my ankle that was sore. They decided I needed ice. I tried to look very sad so they would leave me alone, but it didn't work. I did get a lot of pets. Lady chuckled at how my 'resistance' was. She says I am even gentle in it.
I thought the ice was going to be the worst of it, but then Man said, "no ball for a couple of days."
I am now officially the saddest boy ever.