Yesterday was a big day. I went up and down the stairs for the first time since Feb. 28th!

For all those 6 months, my people carried me up and down the 7 steps of stairs to go outside for walkies. I was small when it started, but I’ve grown 9 pounds since then. They often complained that I was getting heavy, laughed, and gave me kisses.

Chris, the physical therapist, told us yesterday that we could now try the stairs as long as I went slow. My people were sooooo psyched!

I know I’m a bit rusty, but I’ll get better at this soon (and will try to go super fast when they are not looking!)