Hi everybody, Easton here. My Dad is making me chill out for few days. Last week I injured my right rear leg when an aggressive dog attacked me for no reason. I guess I was having too much fun. No bites or blood, just a leg twist when I wheeled around to put my big chompers on the attacker. All my toys are put away for now, because I always want to play and fetch. That is forbidden for awhile. Oh well, chow still shows up at the same time every day, so its not too bad! Dad said something about swimming in a warm pool - that sounds pretty good! I wonder if they serve doggy Mai Tais by the pool?