(Below is the translation of Miss Dolito’s blog. I stands for Miss Dolito.)
Tzai-Tzai was sick. My youngest daughter took him to the vet yesterday. He had 3 injections and had to take medicine for at least 5 days.
(Below is the translation of Miss Dolito’s blog. I stands for Miss Dolito.)
Tzai-Tzai was sick. My youngest daughter took him to the vet yesterday. He had 3 injections and had to take medicine for at least 5 days.
I have a good news to share before today’s story begins. Chiou-Chiou the Persian Cat in this post is said to have gained energy. His owner left comment on our blog (the one written in Mandarin Chinese) and said that he’s fine now (and that the vet wasn’t scamming her). I’m so happy to see that.
(Below is the translation of Miss Dolito’s blog. I stands for Miss Dolito.)
BOBO the American Short Hair cat sat in the carriage elegantly, looking at us.
He hesitated for a while before he told Miss Dolito, “She often yells at me. I’m scared.” That was referring to his mom, who brought him to us that day.
Ding-Ding the Beagle was nervous when she was brought here. She sat down and turned her back to Miss Dolito. She said in a tremulous voice, “I’m very, very afraid of hospitals and vets.”
So that was why Ding-Ding was so nervous when she came here. She thought Miss Dolito was a vet.
If you have read enough articles from this blog, you may find some patterns in pets’ speech. For instance, they are usually straightforward; they’re simple and some of them are a little bit traditional. But I’m not sure whether I have told you or not: pets do lie sometimes.
According to Miss Dolito, pets don’t tell lies. Playing dead doesn’t count, of course. But there’s an exception: they would lie about their condition.
Won-Tzi (transliteration of 丸子, meaning something round as balls, usually referring to food like meatball) is a ten-year-old Chinchilla. Her name describes her well.
But she didn’t look very happy in the photo. What happened?