It was May 10th 2013, I was born March 12th 2013 and only living with my new family two days. Dad took me with him to do a service on a big boat motor. He sat me in the big boat expecting me not to be able to get out. He turned away for a second and next thing you know “LIFT OFF!” I was airborne and headed straight for a concrete slab. I landed and cried out really loud, that’s when dad knew something was wrong. He rushed me to meet mommy and we drove to the vet. He took some fancy pictures and there were three broken bones. He put a splint on paw and leg, I had to wear it for six weeks! I loved to hit my fur brother with my cast, it was fun! I still limp from time to time when I play too rough with brother, when I wake up from a nap, when it rains or when it’s cold. Other than that I am doing great! Better than ever!