It's been a year since her knee surgery. She seems much better, but I notice I continue to remain conservative with her, cautious about her running, her gallivanting around. But I am tickled, no pleased, with her progress and sing praises of her vet. You're the man Dr. Mark!
Despite her uneasiness with the raft, Sage really is a brave dog. Defending her car, her home, her sister, me. And she went through the surgery without out a whimper. It was harder on mom than her, I think. My brave yellow lab.
Murphy's day.
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