I feel fine after my "stroke attack" last night. Just to be on the safe side, Jerry came and stayed with me while Linda was teaching today. I was peeved he would not take me for a walk or play ruff with me. That's what Jerry is good for, not sitting around making me rest. He always encourages me to play hard and pretend I'm a big scary dog. We usually wrestle and play tug of war with the toys. Today he acted like a little old man and just sat on the couch. He kept saying it was for my own good and until I see the Vet, I've got to take it easy and not overheat or breath too hard. There goes my weekend plans of going to the festival and seeing the sights :-( frownies.
