I'm sorry I've been away. My legs have been hurting me lately so I haven't been in the InterTubes. Mom has been giving me some Special Stuff to help dogs:

It's called Glue, 'Cause I'm Eem and Can Draw Tim. The Glue helps hold your joints together. I don't know what "Eem" means but maybe it means "kindy shaky like on my legs". There's also Omigod 3. (It's not Swearing, 'cause it's medicine.)
(Mom thinks I have arthritis and I have to go see the Shabazz-man tomorrow to get Strong Medicine for it). She also built me a ramp but I will save that for later.
I have an adventure to share with you. This happened a while back. First off, I met Joe. He is a Major Dog Acceptor and and all-around Gooperson.
I had to Pass a Test to get to stay with Joe. It's called a Non-Agressive Dog Test. To make sure I don't Snouterize anyone.
Mom and Da were not sure I would pass, 'cause of the Misanthropic part. The Growlies. But I showed them! I passed with Flying Colors!
This is not a very good photo of Joe and Me.
And so I got to go to Doggy Day Care!!
All the Good Dogs Party Together! No keeping us apart in Cages.
Here is another view of them.
I went and stayed with Joe and the Party Dogs when Mom and Da had to go away for a day. It was Fun!
But I was glad to come home.
Peace out, Scout!
Love and Gravy,
Grendel.