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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Phoebe

I got a call last Wednesday night and it was Li Mae asking if the vet is open (it was almost 10:30 pm) at night. She told me that Phoebe has been bitten and they didn't check for wound until just now. She was bleeding, of course I told her that there was no vet open so late. Ask her to clean the wound (since there are 3 would be doctors) in the house they should be able to do that. Just to be sure I went over, actually I didn't want them calling at 2 am or something in tears.

When I went over they already clean the wound and put some cream on Phoebe, and of course the dog was milking it for all it is worth. Look with such sad face like she was going to die like that. Refuse to walk when the girls were around. But when she alone with me.. she can walk the stairs.

They put the cone on her so that she can lick the wound on her leg. The girls had to carry her and when Li Sha said "Oh baby you pain ah ?" I swear the dog actually whine.




The next day was a public holiday but lucky the vet was open. So they brought her to the vet and the vet stitched her up. I went over, the dog was lying on the chair and refuse to move. When I pat her she lift her head up like it so hard for her to do and whine again She was like in so much pain. The girls put a dress on her to protect her wound and a sock to protect her leg.





But my friend told me that when the there was only her mother in law in the house, coz the girls were busy. Phoebe was running and begging for food. She was also chasing and braking at other dog that walk pass the house.

But when one of the girls is around straight away she will lose all her energy and be in great pain. Smart Dog!!!!



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1 Comments:

Blogger YozoraNiteSky said...

Don't you remember... "The world is a stage and all of us are actors" and us here includes dogs too...:)

November 14, 2007 at 3:20 PM  

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