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Doggie Disaster

Our Fiona is very sick.  She was diagnosed with an advanced state of ‘kennel cough’, dehydration, and the first stages of pneumonia (not to mention about 43,955 fleas).  She must be pampered with lamb stew (to hide the nasty pills) and milk bones.  Perhaps even Frosty Paws.

Our Fiona sleeps away the trauma of a vet visit

Our Fiona sleeps away the trauma of a vet visit

She’s moved under the bed to hide from me, so I don’t put that vile leash on her again and load her into the car (which she does not like, at this point).  She sleeps but with very bad dreams that make her twitch and whimper.   It will take lots of love and tickles to pull her through the “shelter” experience.