It has been three months since my big ACL surgery.
Mom is finally letting me run a little.
I have to keep my leash on though and
she always says, "Don't go crazy!"
She didn't look too happy when I jumped over the log.
I was just trying to be good and come when I was called.
Della was hiding behind a tree probably eating something nasty.
Can you see her?
Wait a minute, maybe she found a bone like Baldr!