The humans were worried that I was still limping after a week or two. Um, duh? I hurt my leg, it doesn't get better in an hour. Geez.
So they made an appointment for Wednesday, and if I stopped limping, they would cancel it. Tuesday I limped extra hard, just for good measure. They haven't taken me ANYWHERE since I hurt my leg, and I'm bored, so I figured a vet trip would at least get me out of the house.
When we got to the vet, I wanted to play with all the dogs. Noone wanted to play though. Some of the humans asked why I was there, since I wasn't limping any more. I saw the vet for maybe 30 seconds, she watched me walk, and said I was fine. I don't have to be carried up and down the stairs anymore (that was humiliating) but no dog park for a month (booo)
So my shoulder is healing nicely. Thanks to everyone for your concern.
And to get them back, besides dragging them to the vet for nothing, I've been waking them up at odd times to let me out. Sometimes 2 am, sometimes 5...whenever I wake up and think of it.