Miss Zoe here. I have a bone to pick. I was given away by my previous owner to this one. I know I am worth far more than a common "free" dog. After all, I am tiny, a diminutive little perfect black girl with an adorable face and big, liquid brown doe eyes. My fur is soft and shiny and I have a strong persona to offset my slight body. I should fetch a king's ransom on the open market. But instead I am handed off as free like the skinny jeans my owner "outgrew" and felt twinges of guilt when she laid eyes on them.
I have decided one way or another she will pay the king's ransom for me...so I began to have all manner of digestive upset. I began to leak noxious fluid from my rear and to throw up. I refused to eat, and made the lady make emergency trips to McDonald's for french fries, chicken nuggets and cheeseburgers to get pills down me. By the way, I do not care for french fries, but cheeseburgers are wonderful....manna from heaven!
Today I was rushed back to the dogtor and he took my pee, my blood and my poop. He tested me for pancreatitis, which I do not have. While we await the labwork he has changed my meds. The lady left $584 dollars poorer and I was happy. Birthday dinner for the oldest son is now postponed a few days and her husband called to yell about dogs costing over $1,200 dollars this week between food and vet bills. Oh....and I had diarrhea in the car on the way to the vet too...it is nice to have your servant wipe and clean your butt.
I am feeling slightly vindicated now, not like a cast away pair of old jeans, I may be expensive, but I'm worth it!
Goodnight All,
Zoe the Diva
In a gentle way, you can shake the world.
- Mohandas Gandhi
Miss Zoe I think you are worth every penny spent so far (and I think your new family does too). But, gotta say, what the heck is wrong with MD french fries, the Zoey here thinks they were made for her.
GINA
Leto agrees with Gina's Zoey. He will gladly take and dispose of any fries you don't want, Miss Zoe.
Heather, Mommy to skinkid Toby and furkids Sir Wally of Pugzu and Duke Leto Prancypants the Fragrant.
Also Mom to Just Dakota the Canadian X and Auntie to Radar the Paint; Seed Shoveler Extraordinaire to rescue budgies Spud, Minty, and Wendy.
Main squeeze of high school sweetie Scot.
We are expecting a bad set of storms, here, Ms. Zoey, or I would be out searching for a can of potted meat---the preferred solid food of a sick dog here. I have tried: egg yoke, evap milk, brewers yeast in molasses, and other good things, but no, it has to be potted meat this evening. Tell your Mom you are worth it, although I suspect she knows that already.
Oh Miss Zoe, even though you are worth it, I hope you feel like you've proved your point and don't need to prove it anymore. Feel better soon!!!![]()
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Zoe here. last night I ate my pills encased in McD's cheeseburger patties. Then I ate a small bit of pork chop minced fine. Then I remembered that I hate Jakey and went chasing after him, dragging my hindquarters behind me like a seal, snapping and barking like a black diva banshee. The lady plucked me up just before I snapped Jake's silly hangy tongue off. As I was escorted in the crook of her arm looking down and barking at the mob below...I got too emotional, too excited....and I had a runny poop....which went all down the lady's side. She deposited me in a crate, changed her clothes, changed the crate pad, then washed my butt in the sink.
I have been told that the previous tiny girl pug, Princess Zoey, adored nothing more than french fries and tater tots when she was feeling poorly, but that is not for me. I prefer my cheeseburgers.
Love,
Zoe
In a gentle way, you can shake the world.
- Mohandas Gandhi
