In my last post, I told you about Lady's challenge with trying to get the nasty tasting medicine in me. That was when she didn't know it was nasty. I don't have an appetite. This morning, she praised me for taking my medicine. What? I just had pancakes with syrup and plain yogurt. And after dinner, she said I was a good boy. I didn't eat quite all of my pizza, but she said I ate enough. We had house church and dinner here tonight. Everyone had their own pizzas.
Lady didn't see any blood in my poop. Thanks for praying for me.I wonder what she'll feed me tomorrow. If she tries to put that stuff on my chow, I will not even go near it. Lady knows that. I trained her well.