FLAWS ON MY PAWS
Actually I’m sick. I was visited yesterday by vet and the result was, I’m contaminated with something what has started an allergic reaction inside me. My paws are most infected and I must scratching and biting myself.
There wasn’t something in the water what makes me laughing (like in the song of Brooke Fraser ) there was something in the grass what makes me sick. I get antibiotic pills, antibiotic cream and a shampoo. Staff got an invoice what made them not laughing but sick – only a little bit. Tomorrow i must take a bath and use this shampoo – that’s horrible. I hate water wherever it exist expect water in my bowl. I think, I have a good vet and he has done all what he could do at the moment for me. I hope I will get well soon.
Normally I should have been laying in my bed and take a little rest because I got a little hang over from all this stuff. But it was so boring, nothing cames at the tv and I can’t see whats going on in my house during I’m laying in my bed. I was hearing noises from the kitchen. Also I must go on and inspect the kitchen.
AWWWW a bag! What’s inside? Maybe a gift for me? Must explore this. BAAAH, only a salad. Staff are veggies and one of them was bringing this salad at home. I don’t like salad but this green thing is a funny toy and I can sprite it all over the whole house.
Ok, I don’t like your salad. You can get it back. You can gather it together in all rooms of the house, oh sorry: expect the bathroom the door was closed. Enjoy!
But what’s with the bag? Can I eat the bag at least?
NO?! Really? OK. SOB!!!