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Belle: the TriPawd Rotti

This is a story about a TriPawd Rotti named Belle

Belle: the TriPawd Rotti

They sent me home because I wouldn’t eat

September 21st, 2018 · 4 Comments · Uncategorized

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 I’m not the best patient. If you get too personal with me I will snarl and nip. Not something you want to see from a Rotti, but it’s what I do. So, when I wasn’t eating they called mommy to come get me. She called my favorite person, Uncle Shawn, and they came up to get me. The vet who did my surgery came highly recommended, but is like an hour drive from our apartment. On the way home we stopped to get bland ground chicken breast and white rice. Mommy cooked it up and I’ve been eating a little of it. I have to eat it so I can take my meds. I was hungrier at midnight than I was at 6. Right now I’m crying. Mommy is writing my blog. Mommy is going to come sleep on the floor of the bathroom with me in a minute.

I will feel better tomorrow.

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4 Comments so far ↓

  • teri

    Pretty Miss Belle, you have to eat! The better you eat, the sooner you’ll start feeling better, I promise! I’m glad your mommy is so smart to bribe you with the good stuff.
    Feel better pretty girl! We’re all here for you!
    Teri, the Roxinator and Angel Isa

    • hannahbelle

      Thanks Teri! I ate for Uncle Shawn tonight. I like him better than mommy. I love mommy, but Uncle Shawn is my special boyfriend. He grilled a small chicken breast for me and I begged him for it. I’m so lucky to have him.

  • dougo1

    I Know how hard this is right after surgery. Please remember that in a week things will be much better. I slept with my Cookie for two weeks and worked from home thank God as I am single.
    Getting her meds down was really a chore but be sure she/ he? gets them especially the pain meds.

    God Bless.

    • hannahbelle

      Thank You Doug! I’m lucky that my Uncle Shawn works here at the apartment complex where I live, so he checks in on me a lot. My mom can’t take me to work because it is upstairs. Her boss would let her bring me in, but I’m not up for the stairs yet. Mommy spent a few nights on the floor with me, but on Saturday we got some new drugs that make me sleep. Mommy gives me my meds in peanut butter. She’s sneaky like that. I try to spit them out, but she watches me and makes sure they go down. I’m starting to feel better today.

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