My mom told me only cats have 9 lives

My mom got me from Indiana, at a horse show. The first few years I was quite the terror. My family had a cat, she was very mean to me, she is who I learned to “fight” (bat my paws) and climb the couch from. When I was 2 I was outside and my dad didn’t see me and accidentally ran me over. I had a broken hip, the doctors put a metal plate and some screw in there and said I should heal just fine. Well that is correct I was back to chasing birdies and squirrels in no time. This past year was tough I am glad 2016 is over… I was diagnosed with Lyme disease and am all better now. But soon after that the mean guard dog who lives next door that is always barking attacked me. I didn’t think I was going to make it, but I only ended up with a broken arm. A very bad broken arm, and lots of bite marks. Another surgery, and a few metal plates and screws. I have been limping for awhile this cold weather sure hurts my leg. I have another follow up doctors appointment coming up to make sure everything is healing just fine. I thought I would hate this but my mom borrowed my cousins stroller and had to push me around in it for awhile since I wasn’t able to go for walks. Lets just say it was AMAZING!! I didn’t have to do anything but lay there and relax, while my mom pushed me around. I can’t wait for some warm weather and to chase the squirrels out of the yard this summer. I also LOVE to snuggle and play with my cousins, and my moms roommates dog. It’s so embarrassing when my mom kisses me nonstop in front of them. My other favorites things to do are play with my teddy (it’s actually a giraffe) but my mom calls it a teddy, she’s silly. I also love to give everyone air kisses I kind of do that a lot and my mom has to tell me to stop because I do it too much. Here is too a great 2017 where I will be a lot healthier.
Xoxo Bear