Eep.
I went to the vet, got put on a week's worth of pills, that week is over...So, I got off the pills, was happy about not having to take them, just to be put BACK ON PILLS! Noooo! Us dogs have rough lives. -.- I was on antibiotics at first, and they didn't do much, so now I'm on allergy pills, because I could have allergies. Geh.
But, one good thing is that I'm getting extra love, AND extra treats. ;] Every time I get a pill, I get a biscuit. Yeah, probably to suck up for the time spent getting a finger pushed in the side of my mouth. I hate how they give me my pills.
I could go on about how much I hate it, but I won't.
I hope these pills work. If not...another vet trip is in order. And, besides, I want to start going for walks, and stuff, again. I can't go for walks because I'm a "leash puller," and I hurt my throat worse when I pull on the leash. So, no walks for me. Instead, long romps in the backyard...which is pretty big, by the way. So, I'm not complaining. I love chasing the basket ball around the backyard, and chasing that blue flying thing humans call...a "fris-bee." I think that's what it's called, anyway.
But, for now, I'm going to try and wake Mom up. I'm hungry, and I want my breakfast now. >:| She better wake up, soon. But, I can't stay mad at her...she is entitled to SOME sleep...just not too much. I don't know what time it is, but my body says it's time for breakfast, sooo.....have to be patient, though...can't.
must.wake.mom.
*faints*
Hehe.
But, one good thing is that I'm getting extra love, AND extra treats. ;] Every time I get a pill, I get a biscuit. Yeah, probably to suck up for the time spent getting a finger pushed in the side of my mouth. I hate how they give me my pills.
I could go on about how much I hate it, but I won't.
I hope these pills work. If not...another vet trip is in order. And, besides, I want to start going for walks, and stuff, again. I can't go for walks because I'm a "leash puller," and I hurt my throat worse when I pull on the leash. So, no walks for me. Instead, long romps in the backyard...which is pretty big, by the way. So, I'm not complaining. I love chasing the basket ball around the backyard, and chasing that blue flying thing humans call...a "fris-bee." I think that's what it's called, anyway.
But, for now, I'm going to try and wake Mom up. I'm hungry, and I want my breakfast now. >:| She better wake up, soon. But, I can't stay mad at her...she is entitled to SOME sleep...just not too much. I don't know what time it is, but my body says it's time for breakfast, sooo.....have to be patient, though...can't.
must.wake.mom.
*faints*
Hehe.