Excuse me, but my life is waiting.

My mom made ginseng soup tonight.

There was some left over by the time I came home so I decided to drink it. No sooner did i plant my ass on the chair did my greedy little dog come up to me to ask for some.

So that’s how zsa zsa ended up eating all the herbs in the pot plus what was left of the ginseng…which she didn’t like very much.

I just hope she doesn’t get the runs tomorrow. That would really suck cuz she can’t take a bathe for 2 weeks…her cast only comes off then.

Today was a very eventful day.

I couldn’t sleep well last night because I was worried ZZ would pick at her cast (i didn’t make her wear her elizabethan collar cuz she was so poor thing already) or be in pain, or her leg would be swollen or some horrid complication would occur and i’d have to rush down to the vet.

Anyway, none of the sort happened and ZZ was looking better than the day before when I woke up.

After her kibbles, I stringed her (she has to take this orange liquid 3 times a day), threw 2 tablets down her throat (“threw” is actually an understatement), stringed her pain killers again and applied some green gunk all around the edges of her cast (to prevent/reduce rashes). Took damn long lor. By the time I was done, I was sweating. And I hadn’t even brushed my own teeth. >_<

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Zsa zsa is one plucky little dog.
One major knee reconstruction surgery on, and she hasn’t even cried. I am so proud.

Anyway, I reached the clinic at 7.20pm and had to wait abit before they brought ZZ down. My poor doggy was sooo traumatized. I think she thought that we had abandoned her for good. She was also very, very drugged out.

My first thoughts when i saw her were “OMG! What have I done?! I just sent zz to hell! She’s in so much pain!”
Her ears were all flattened out and she was trembling from fear, drugs and pain. I felt like this horrid monster.

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