You wouldn’t believe the week I’m having! Sorry, I forgot to say, “Hi Everyone, this is Genevieve”, but I was distracted by the week I’m having! It started on Wednesday, which was a very bad day. First off, I didn’t get any breakfast. Medium Boss usually feeds me, but I think she forgot or something! Then when we went for our walk, we stopped at the vet’s office! I hate that! Why should we stop there? Usually when we stop there, whichever boss is with me stays in a little room. The doctor takes me into another room and tells me what a pretty girl I am, and feels my soft fur and looks in my ears and mouth and weird things like that. Then she brings me out, and I go back home with the boss. I don’t like it, but it’s OK.
Not this time, though. This time, Medium Boss brought me in, and left me there! She walked right out the door, without me! She looked so sad and worried, and I felt sad and worried, and I tried to tell her that if she would just bring me with her, neither one of us would have to feel sad or worried, but she was gone. Then, they took me into a little room and made me stay there. Did I mention I didn’t have any breakfast? I was hungry! Then I went into another room, and I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I felt really weird! My eye itched, and my tummy felt all gross, and I really wanted some water and to go home!
Finally, a couple of hours later, my bosses came to pick me up. I was so relieved to see them! But guess what? The doctor put a stupid plastic thing on my head, and tied it there! And the bosses don’t seem to understand that I want them to take it off! How dopey can you get? Anyway, we walked home (we live really close to the vet…I wonder if we should move?), and they wouldn’t give me any food or water for a little while! I was so sad! I cried and cried, and finally Big Boss gave me some water, and then a little while later, I had some food. Like maybe HALF of what I usually get, after not even having any breakfast! But that’s OK, because my tummy felt weird (Medium Boss said it was probably the drugs they gave me to help me sleep…what?) and I wasn’t very hungry. Then Big Boss gave me some sweet liquid in my mouth, which he said was to kill pain. What? Why kill? Oh, pain. OK. Well, the liquid helped me feel really calm and sleepy, but then I didn’t want to eat any more. Big Boss was feeling sorry for me, so he gave me the other half of my dinner, and I took one look at that and said, No thank you. Anyone who knows me in person knows my tummy is feeling BAD if I don’t eat my dinner. Here’s a picture of me on my bed after I had my medicine, ignoring my food. See the cone? Isn’t that humiliating! Please bosses, don’t take me to the dog park with the cone! The other dogs will laugh at me!
I had a hard night, and can’t really remember much. I went outside and peed on other dogs pee, but I can’t really smell stuff with the cone on my head. Frustrating! Yesterday was a little bit better, though no matter how much I walked around talking to the bosses, they didn’t seem to understand that they should remove the cone. I hate the cone! I wish my mommy were here. She’d take the cone off for me. Or maybe she’d take advantage of the fact that I’m slower with it on, and eat my food. She’s doggish that way. I love her anyway. I don’t think I could drink milk from her boo boos with the cone on, though. Stupid cone. Medium Boss took this picture yesterday, to show how much better I was feeling. Better doesn’t mean good, though. I still feel icky, and my eye itches, and the cone gets in my way so I can’t scratch! I heard her say that I have to wear this thing for 10 days to two weeks! Crapicola!
Send help. Please.