Life back to normal?

Wow! These last 3 weeks have been really scary for me. I lost my best friend. I was hurt bad. But now I'm doing good! My staples were removed last week and the vet put a needle in my boobie to drain 180 ml of bloody fluid. I still look like I have a big boob there but it's looking better every day. The vet says it will take time to reabsorb. It's probably a shearing injury and now fluid is trapped between the skin and abdomen. I'll live. I just look like I had puppies and I now have one saggy boob. I have been going on walks with Daddy and Mommy and even get to go from drives. I have had a few play dates with Angel which helps me so I'm not missing Sprinkles so much. This weekend, I'm having a sleep over at Angel's house while my family goes out of town to a baseball tournament. I have gone to baseball practice a few times and I'm very good. Mommy says I've changed since the accident. I don't chew or dig anymore and I'm lazy. Just going on a short walk wears me out quick. I sleep alot during the day. In fact, since the accident I haven't had to go in my kennel. I get to have the freedom to roam the house. Sometimes I get stuck in Avery's room because the door closes by itself and I can't get out. That's not fun because it stinks in there. He IS a teenager! I'm eating my own food again, slowly but surely. The medicine I was on changed the taste of everything so nothing was appealing, except people food. Mommy made me rice and chicken, chicken and gravy, warmed up can dog food during my recovery. The kids gave me cookies, lots of treats, beggin' strips (my favorite!) and lots of kisses. I have a wonderful family who loves me so much! I am getting used to going outside in the backyard alone to relieve myself. For the first few weeks, I wanted someone to go with me. I still sleep in Jaelyn's bed for the most part at night but some mornings, Mommy will wake up with me beside her snoring and Daddy in the chair. When the kids goto bed at night, so do I. Even if Mommy and Daddy stay up to watch TV. I just head up the stairs and tuck myself in for the night. I am so lucky to still be alive. I'm not sure I'm ready for a new furry friend or not. Mommy says if we are going to do it, we should do it soon because she wants new carpet in the next few years and wants the potty training to be over with. Daddy misses Sprinkles alot still and isn't ready for a new puppy. They sort of like having just me to spoil. I think they are waiting to see if I give them an clues about needing a new friend to hand out with. I did overhear Mommy tell Daddy though that she found the name of a guy who rescues lab puppies and finds homes for them for very little money if not free. I guess I'll just have to wait and see. If I could talk I would tell them what I need. I got my first bath the other morning since the accident and Mommy cleaned off the black line that was across my back. It reminded her daily of the accident and she was ready to move on. They still have Sprinkles' ashes in a pretty box on the mantel. Jaelyn wants to keep it there forever but Mommy doesn't really like that. It creaps her out. They want to bury it but maybe it'll just have to go in the closet until everyone agrees to it. Evan misses Sprinkles alot too. He is just now finally understanding that she isn't coming back. He is sad about it. He asked Grandma if Sprinkles has wings now. Grandma started crying. Overall, life is bad to usual. Kids still coming and going in the house. Mommy and Daddy going to work and running errands. I'm just here, waiting to be petted and kissed. I guess this is the life, being lazy! I think the accident aged me. I'm only 2 in people years, 14 in dog years. But my body definitely slowed down and I feel more like I'm 6 or 7. Maybe time will change that. Who knows.