Tin cup and a wagon

Hi folks it is that time again. Bones saw the paw prints on his keyboard.  I think he has figured out I am using his computer:

Bones and I headed into town this morning in his little beater Honda. I like the little car because I can see out all the windows. It seems all my senses are coming back to life.

I love to stand up on the seat and look out the window. Sometimes I get in the backseat put my head on his left shoulder just to see what he is looking at.

Now that my head feels better I love to have it touched. I am slowly training him to pet me while he drives.
I simply put my paw on his lap and apply pressure to let him know I want my head stroked. He is slowly catching on.

  I found a new and wonderful activity today. Bones rolled the glass down all the way so I could stick my head out the window feel the air rush by my face. I opened my mouth and took big gulps of the wind.
I could smell and taste things I have not been able to for a long time. The sensation of the wind on my face was exhilarating.

I wondered if I could catch the other  people in their cars coming at us. I tried to bite them as they passed by. Bones laughed so hard I had to lick his face to get him to stop.

I am not sure and I hope he is kidding but bones says I better get strong because he has a job for me.

He went to a knee doctor today and they told him bad things that upset him greatly.
They said he needs a new knee because the one he has no longer works
I wonder if that is why he moans and whimpers like a little puppy at night when I am trying to sleep?

  He said when I am better he is going to hook me up to a cart. He will ride in the cart while I pull him through the streets and he recites freeform verse.  I will collect money in a tin cup hooked to my harness.  

He seemed down so I prodded him with my paw to let him know I wanted a hug.

He hugged me and told me he was glad I was here.  I am glad I am here to help him.

I love you all.  Until next time Cash Fargo Bellinger