I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Doodlebug! Yay for Doodlebug! Doodlebug’s back!
Doodlebug: Phew! Yup!
Me: Yes, time to take his medicine and go to bed.
Stella: He is walking.
Tiger: He looks the same.
Wiggles: Some hair is missing.
Me: They had to shave the area where the abscess was. The hair will grow back.
Miss Sweetie: Did they hurt you?
Doodlebug: No, but I don’t like that place. When the lady who smells like dogs and cats and medicine brought me back into the big smelly room with the humans and other animals, I pulled hard against her, but then I heard Lady Human say “Doodlebug” and I went right to her and she got me out of there and I got right in the rolling box and we rolled away.
Me: And for the first time in his life, instead of standing and looking out the window the whole way, he fell asleep on the back seat.
Tiger: So…is he all right now?
Me: He has to take his medicine.
Stella: Does his medicine taste good? Because I don’t mind helping him take it if it does.
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