Not Even for Chicken

I just am not comfortable in my wheels -bu shufu, in my native tongue. I keep trying to tell Lady. I am aching today because it is rainy and chilly. She gave me a feel better pill. I finally convinced her to let me out. She hates to hear me cry. I don't know how to tell her what's wrong. She keeps trying to adjust it to make sure it is comfortable for me. I just don't like them. Yes, I still drag my hind legs, or I walk like a drunk. My left hip doesn't work right. Makes taking care of business difficult. I don't hurt though. Only on days like this when it it is cold or damp. They don't do the kind of surgery I might need here. And even in Delhi my vet didn't suggest it. That would be an extremely hard and very long trip for me. Going down the mountain is very painful if I am hurting. It's at least a nine hour trip. Only one airlines flies out of here and they don't take little black dogs. I can tell Lady feels bad for me. It's running off her face. Other than walking funny, I am happy and wag my happy meter a lot- just not when I am in my wheels.
I am so glad Jerry is back. I get lots of attention, and Jerry made me chapattis last night. For those of you who don't know, a chapatti is a round flat bread like a tortilla. It is made with atta (brown wheat flour). I love them. I like the dal and rice she makes. And Lady gave me some chicken bits.
Don't like the lightning and rain today. I'm sticking like glue to Lady.
I talked to my grandparents this morning. Grandma got the Mother's Day flowers we sent. But we weren't first -my Uncle Roger's flowers arrived first. My grandma is loved so much! She is blessed with three granddogs. I've only seen my grandma on Skype as I have never been to the US. But she sends me gifts. She's a good grandma. We love her. We'll Skype her again on Mother's Day. I've got to stick real close to my Lady on Mother's Day so she won't be sad.
Any suggestions for us?