Poor Arrow. He had poop trouble again. Too much poop. Today he went to the vet. My owner mom saw little things in his poop that looked like worms. The bearded one thought it was just pieces of the carpet that Arrow unravels and snacks on. Arrow got him to hold his bone while he chews. And Arrow doesn’t even give him treats or tell him he’s a good boy. Arrow is the People Whisperer.
The vet gave Arrow needles and medicine. Now he can’t poop at all! He was kind of confused about housebreaking. He thought it meant breaking the house! He is very good at that. He’s better with the medicine. He took off his bandage.
It’s melting where we go on weekends but there’s still snow on the mountains for humans to ride on.
Speaking of humans, the bearded one brought home a doggie bag with chicken and steak. I could smell it on the counter.
It’s meant for us. Why is it on the counter? (Sorry the video is sideways. My humans are not too good at this stuff.)