Crap man. Scooby is sick again. Few days back, a Hammie-curses-you insect bit him. I washed the wound and some bloody-Hammie-curses-you-again bacteria decided to enter the wound. Now Scooby is suffering from bacteria infection.
When I left the house this morning, he looked normal. When I came back, his face was swollen, just like a pufferfish. His insect wound was red and his body was covered in rashes. What the hell!? I rushed him down to the 24 hour emergency vet and was crying along the way. He's my baby boy and I can't bear to see him in such agony.
The nice doctor saw Scooby immediately. Duh, who else visits the vet at that time? He cleaned the wound and gave Scooby an injection. My poor boy. He was struggling all the way. He kept clinging on to me. I guess he's afraid of the doctor.
And cos the clinic, as mentioned, is a 24 hour emergency clinic, it's darn expensive. Consultation and medicine costs $150. Not to mention my taxi fares. The place is at Whitley Road. Crap. Dead broke. Boohoo.
But no matter. I'll do anything for my darling Scooby. I just want him to be healthy and happy. And me being the responsible owner, I predict that I'll be sick tomorrow. I'll need an mc.
I love my Scooby boy.
Posted by ang3l-ham at 12:10 AM
