I'm thinking that this little Yorkie is going to be the most expensive dog I've ever owned. I had to take him to the vet yesterday for treatment of his little back leg that my DGD probably sat on??? The vet made me feel like I was being investigated by the Child Protection Agency! He quizzed me about how it happened, who was responsible for the injury….and then he wrote everything down and asked more questions. I really began to feel a little nervous. I've spent almost $500 in the past two weeks on vet bills alone. I told my Vet that I wanted the new wing to his Clinic to have a plaque with my name in bronze over the door!
Come to find out…he's was just being a sissy….no broken bones….just a sore paw. He's 90% cured today! He still looks up at me and gives a little hop just to remind me that he's fragile. ( He also hides when he see Brynlee!!) Holly told me tonight that he feels bloated. Well….an enema might help that problem….and I'm giving him that myself!!! (not really!)