I had an awful dream yesterday afternoon. I was being examined at the doctor's office for my foot, but instead of sucking it up, I screamed from the pain. But then as I was coming out, Mom said I couldn't have coffee because that was a treat and I wasn't good. I remember thinking that Julio was saying "I behave better than that when I'm at the vet." I know it was just a dream, but for some reason, it was scary.
In some ways, it makes sense because I'm always worried that I'm not being a good enough patient. (Why that is I will never know).
Anyway, I hope they can do something more today. I'm tired of being extremely uncomfortable when I try to sleep.
Hugs!
Nickie
