My allergies sometimes give me ouchie spots on my skin -- little scabby sores. A week or so ago, Mom decided it was time to go to the vet because I had too many scabby spots.
So we went.
My vet said that I needed an antibiotic to help me with my scabby spots.
You KNOW how I feel about taking pills. Now I have to take an antibiotic pill twice a day on top of my allergy pills! I suppose it hasn't been much fun for Mom, either. We've had pill wars daily for the last week and a half.
The antibiotic upsets my tummy, too, so I've had some pukey episodes. (I even threw up on my neighbor's patio when she was dog-sitting me on Monday!)
Mom's done just about anything and everything to get me to eat. Here's what she did last night:
That's hamburger and rice...with some kibble...with my favorite liver treats...with turkey...and low-salt ham...and liverwurst. Mom just kept adding stuff in there, trying to get me to eat something.
I still refused to eat.
Until the middle of the night when Mom was sound asleep, of course.
I've done my best to act super pathetic during the day, too.
Mom says I have four antibiotic pills left. She's counting down...
And so am I...