16th December 2016

I was sick. I could feel my body's weakness. I could not eat much (except for the fruits they gave)

That evening they took me to the vet again. I met a pug. He did not talk much and left in a hurry.

Then it was our turn. The doctor checked my temperature.... 103....

He gave me an injection and some meds for later. I was feeling a bit better. Then out of nowhere they guy who cleans me up during my visits came and began to cut my nails and trim the hair on my face.

It was a struggle because I was uncomfortable this time. But in the end I felt better and cleaner. I guess they know what they are doing.....