It was an UnHappy Howloween for me and Midget Molly. We woke up bright and early and went outside to do our usual sniffing around. G-Mom got excited because she saw this.
A rainbow.During the course of my sniffing I had an attack. I started to sneeze and I couldn't breath...I was gasping for air. G-Mom tried to force open my mouth so I could get oxygen, but it didn't work. My little body was heaving, working hard to catch my breath. What's happening to me? Am I going to die? I got so scared and so did G-Mom. She called the doggy doctor and took me in right away. Midget came along for the ride.
This is me on the way to the doc. Can you tell I'm scared?
This is me at the doctor's office getting weighed. The tech said I lost weight. I weigh ten pounds instead of ten pounds two ounces. I'm a husky chihuahua. (but still scared)
This is Dr. Gonzales. She's a nice lady, but she forced me to do things I don't like to do,. She stuck that cold stick up my hiney again! I don't like that Doc. The she put that cold stethoscope against my body and listened to my heart and lungs. Don't you know I don't like cold things?? She said I have a respiratory infection. Just then, Midget Molly started to sneeze. She was put on the table and
without her consent, poked and prodded too! She has a respiratory infection also. We were sent home with lots of yucky medicine and told we were not aloud to Trick or Treat. That's good news!! I was not about to put on that silly rooster costume again and parade around the neighborhood like some human. Now I don't have to. When we got home we smelled something good! Pizza!!
G-Mom felt sorry for us sick little chi-wa's, so she let us taste.