Today I lose my rehab companion. We have been dog-sitting my sister/niece's dog Picabo for the past two weeks. Picabo has been a great little companion for me during my rehab. She seems to have a sense that something isn't quite right(I'm guessing it's the crutches!) with me and wants to take "care" of me. She waits until I climb the stairs before she does, she jumps on my bed and "helps" with exercises(she sleeps, I work) and she has figured out that due to my hip precaution of not bending more that 90 degrees, she has to wait on the stoop while I go down a level to click on her backyard lead.
She hates that I go for walks without her( somehow a leash and crutches don't seem like a good idea!)-But like all dogs, she greets me after 15 minutes away with great enthusiasm.
Nancy and Greg come into town today to take her back and we will miss her bunches.
Thanks Picabo for your companionship- WOOF!
