Dear pals,
You know that I try to be a very good boy and make my people's lives easier, but sometimes my old body doesn't cooperate.
On the Friday before Christmas, I was feeling very poorly. I was really struggling with my back end. I wouldn't eat. I wouldn't poop.
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Me passed out in the sun |
Lady suddenly was a vet and gave me some gabapentin she had. This was the best and worst decision. It was good because it did seem to help later, but in the short term, I was so stoned I couldn't really move. I tried and got myself in a bit of a pickle and Lady had to help adjust her 80 lbs of love, completely stoned out boy, which was funny and sad, while Lee looked on (Man was at the office, Lady was working from home). After this Lady threw the gabapentin away and switched me to medicam she had for Lee. (again, she thinks she is a vet).
It was a stressful maybe 48 hours for the people, who really thought they were going to have to say goodbye to me. This resulted in the purchase of a chicken for me (don't worry, Lee made me share). As you may recall, I am allergic to chicken, it makes me itchy, but I love it and my Man thought if this was the end I should get a special meal. What the chicken, and the medicam and the rest did, was get me to eat, and poop and within 72 hours, I was back to my old, old self.
It wasn't the best start to Christmas, but Lady says, more time with me was the best gift she could have gotten.
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Even after all of that, I still got this kind of treatment on Christmas! |
Your pal, old, but still going even if he is now a little itchy, Zaphod