My precious puppy
I know he is 8 years old but he will always be my puppy like my kids, though they are now all over 18, will always be my babies.
My puppy got very sick early Sunday morning.
We called the vet who suggested we put him on just water and watch him. By Monday morning he would not even drink water so we called again and at 9 am, I left work telling them I had a family emergency and rushed him off to the vet.
It was hard to keep working all day wondering how my puppy was doing.
They took an x-ray and discovered no blockages just a bit of infection. So after work I brought him home with pills and he already seemed happier. They must have given him something while there.
Now he is sleeping on his bed with a bit of a grin on his face.
I am exausted from the emotional strain and ready for bed.
Mothering is in my genes and maybe that's why I am so tired all the time.
— Kareen
Mon, Oct 23rd, 2006 · 8:16pm ↑
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