As I continue to recover from My Hipsterectomy, the Guardians are giving Me a nightly combination of stretching and treat-ments. After they eat their dinner, I take up a position on the couch in between them and lay on the Mystical Mat of Toastiness for a while.
After I have been sufficiently toasted, the bigger Guardian begins to manipulate and stretch My leg, while the other Guardian provides Me with a hefty dose of freeze-dried chicken treat-ment.
The leg stretching sometimes gets uncomfortable, and I feel like I might want to jump down off the couch, but then a fresh treat-ment is crumbled in front of Me and I forget all about the discomfort. I must have My treat-ment! I admit though, that I might get a little carried away when taking My treat-ments. I sometimes end up looking slightly less than dignified.
Once the Guardian is done stretching My leg, I spend some quality time with Boo-Boo Buddy Bob. As always, Bob takes the edge off of My soreness. I’m still pretty limpy, but I think the stretches, and especially the continued treat-ments are helping to make My leg less stiff and a little stronger. I bet I’d feel better faster with even more treat-ments though!
So Sayeth Otis