I don't feel very good. We went to the vet. I got some shots, and an x-ray. Then we went to a different vet. I have something else called an ultrasound. My humans are crying. I'm in pain. Maybe I shouldn't have eaten all those other things like clothes.
Next thing I know, I'm laying on a bed, watching my humans leave. I miss Jake. I miss daddy and mommy and Katelyn and Hannah. I miss home and feeling ok. Now I get another shot. It makes me tired. I fall asleep, thinking of my family.
YOU ARE READING
Shasta
Non-FictionShasta is a doberman pincher. She is a guard dog. We love her so much. Then one day she gets sick and we have to take her to the vet. We find out she has a serious disease. Will she live through it? This story is told from the pov of Shasta the dog...
