Giving da boot the boot ... maybe

Da Boot has become a part of me. That may sound sad but it's good that the Da Boot and I have become as one. As most of you know I've been wearing Da Boot for three weeks because of a strained achilles tendon. After decorating Da Boot it went to the beach, went to work, shopping and even to the bathroom. It would wait for me lovingly while I showered and wait by my bed while I slept. It's been a loyal boot. There have been a few obstacles but not many. A week or so ago, my ex-boss made me drive Da Boot to Birminham, climb their da stairs because there is no elevator to receive two sentences from him as he laid my off. I don't think Da Boot liked that adventure. Another pit fall was dodging da baby boos. Da babies believe they're supposed to be under my feet at all times. Da Boot would forget about them and would almost hit them on da head. There was the time Da Boot didn't lift itself high enough and almost fell out da door. And then the other day Da Boot almost killed Scruffyboo. I was getting off da bed and when the Da Boot swung to the floor it didn't steady itself and I went down with da computer under one arm. I yelled, "Run Scruffy!" He barely missed me squashing him to da death. My computer survived and Scruffyboo is still having da flashbacks. It did like da beach, with the exception of the da sand but shopping the outlets for Memorial Day sales was a little trying. Da Boot was kapute. It liked dodging rolls at Lamberts and also dodging party-goers at Pink Pony Pub. Da Boot doesn't miss my job at all and quite enjoys a relaxing day at da home. It did like the beach, with the exception of the sand but shopping the outlets for Memorial Day sales was a little trying. Da Boot was kapute. It also liked dodging rolls at Lamberts and dodging party-goers at Pink Pony Pub. In all, I've had a good experience with Da Boot. I go to da foot doctor tomorrow to find if I can take Da Boot off. I may be too attached to Da Boot and have Da Boot withdrawals. I wonder if counseling will be necessary. I guess it is time for me and Da Boot to separate. If the doctor releases me I'm going to keep Da Boot and leave it in the corner of da bedroom to comfort da me.