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| Reaching the Dental Hospital, the blue carrier I bought three years ago when Frankie had all her teeth and was only five months old; today at three years of age, she’d be coming home toothless in the same carrier. In adding up all the expenses involved during her years fighting the Gingivitis, the total came to about $2750.00. I considered the price a bargain just as long as Frankie was now hopefully free of that disease. The prognosis was good. Frankie was more than happy to see me as I came into the room were she was waiting to be taken home. As I looked at that pretty Calico face the lower lip was swollen from the teeth extractions she’d gone through earlier. After giving me instructions on her care and some pills I was to crush and put into her food, I paid the bill and we were on our way home, once more to become a family threesome.
The picture above showing her swollen lip could have been taken the day she came home and went into the kraft bag, her second play home. I cannot remember if Frankie had anything to eat. But I do remember her crawling under the sheets and causing me a back ache that night. Snuggling up tight against me, in my sleep, I could not move around. Humans do not sleep in the same position all night. - 23 - |
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