08/04/2022
Lots of excitement in the last several months.
At Christmas time I was a naughty boy and ate some chocolate chip cookies. Mommy and Daddy rushed me to the Dogtor because they said it was "poison". I didn't understand all the fuss, the cookies tasted good! 😋
They gave me stuff that made me get sick everywhere, then they gave me this yucky black stuff to absorb anything that did not come up. After all that I was terribly unhappy, but I felt better later. I will still TOTALLY eat more of those cookies if I ever get the chance. 😈
A few weeks later, I started having tummy troubles and I did not feel good at all. Mommy says she doesn't know if it was because of the cookies or something else. The Dogtor said it was "pancreatitis".
There was lots of poking and yucky medicines, and the worst of all: a low-fat diet! Even worse, after it got better I still have to stay on this diet to keep my tummy from getting sore again. ðŸ˜
I got really skinny, and I had been losing weight since before I ate the forbidden cookies. I was always SO hungry. Mommy was worried and after doing a little investigating, asked the Dogtor about ANOTHER test!
We found out Mommy guessed right: that my "pancreas" doesn't work right anymore. So now I not only have to eat almost no food that I like, but now my food now gets mixed with another yucky medicine so my tummy can get goodness from it again. ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ Mommy says it is for the best, but SHE still gets to eat CHEESE!
