A New Vet

It’s been a rough few months in my family. We had our first Christmas without Loki. Though DiNozzo and I got new toys and were allowed to open our presents ourselves, it just isn’t the same without Loki.

Jordan has been home from work because he was injured at his job. He wasn’t even allowed to lift me for almost three months! I like having him around more, but he was in pain for a long time. I heard Jen say he probably cracked a rib. She was pretty mad when it happened—at Jordan’s employer, not at him. Jen always says “safety first,” and they said there was broken machinery at the job, which is why Jordan got hurt.

This past Monday, Jen’s mom left for her Florida vacation, but was back Tuesday because of car problems. She was hoping it could be fixed quickly, but no one can figure out what is wrong with it yet, so she had to cancel her trip. Jen is trying to start working freelance for a customer service company—something she really doesn’t like doing—and she was waiting for peace and quiet to complete her account setup. It seems the car has screwed up everyone’s plans right now.

On Tuesday, I started to not feel too good and wasn’t really hungry. Jen noticed I was just laying around, and she definitely noticed that I wasn’t really eating. She started to get pretty upset, concerned that I was going to have health issues like Loki. It is very similar, but I am much younger than he was when his health started to go downhill, so I should bounce back.

Jen and Jordan took me to a new vet to help. I hate the vet and kept giving her angry looks. At least this time Jen didn’t get angry with the vet like at the other place—she said we will never see those veterinarians again.

They took my temperature and gave me a shot. I started to feel a little better, but still not well. Jen gave me some chicken baby food, which she already had because of Loki. It was okay—I’m not a huge fan, but at least it was easy to eat. Jen told me I need to eat and drink more water. She’s very worried about me, which means that she really cares about me. I knew I picked the right family.

Hopefully I start to feel better soon. Aside from making Jen upset, I hate feeling sick.