Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Good And Bad News
Hi Friends,
Today I have some bad news... my traccheal problem appeared again this morning. Nothing unusual for me, since I have had this problem recently but this time I wouldn't stop having those weird attacks. I was calmed and hungry but daddy got scared. He never gets scared but imagine how I was for him to get scared; he didn't even want to feed me because he thought it would make things worse. He was having his allergy attacks, too, and we both felt sorry for each other.
But I am not the real problem. I went to work with mom today and she dropped me off to the vet where I am going to get a chest x-ray. I am in good hands now. The vet said I had a traccheobronchitis.
The real problem is mom. She pretends to be a strong person and it has worked well for the past couple of years. But today her heart sunk. She doesn't know why. It could be because I am going to the vet more often than she wishes I would. Or because she was finally getting used of me being a "healthy" pug... when I will actually never be.
I will make sure mom gets lots of kisses and good news. I promise to follow treatment and continue on my diet; I will try to beg a little less during mom and dad's meals!
Now to add some good news to this post, I would like to write a little poem, just like my sweet friend Tweedles did, inspired in a poem half-written by her friend Jan @ Ignite to Write.
Let me put my wrinkles to work for a while...
Here it is:
Coco looks like a furry puffy ball
He smells like cheese and flowers
He sounds like a pig in the country
He tastes like the sweetest treat
He feels like a melting cinnabon
He feels like a melting cinnabon
Coco makes me want to smile and share and not be shy