It was another beautiful spring day, and I was ready to lead the pack outside to enjoy the sunny weather, when...
"Hey, Droopy!" Patch exclaimed. "Did you know your tail bends to the right?"
"Wow, yes!" Spunky said. "Your tail bends waaaaaaaaay to the right."
I asked my human to take a picture of my back end so I could see for myself. Sure enough, my tail bends to the right.
And not just a little bit, either.
"Well, doesn't every dog's tail bend like this?" I asked.
"Not mine," Spunky said.
"Not mine," Patch said.
"Has anyone ever stepped on your tail and broken it?" Spunky asked.
No, I think I'd remember that.
"Maybe you were born with it," Patch said.
Well...but nobody has ever noticed it before.
"Maybe you should see a chiropractor," Patch suggested. "I hear they're good at straightening things out."
I just hope this isn't a sign of a more serious medical condition.
"Don't worry, I'm on it," Spunky said. He hopped onto the computer to do some research.
"Mmm-hmm," he muttered. "Mmm-hmm. Very interesting."
Oh dear. Remember, Spunky went to the University of Muttecine and Dogistry, like me. And whenever a medical professional says "Very interesting," it makes me very nervous. I wonder what he found?...