
for now she keeps on hiding under beds all day to avoid me stuffing antibiotic and antifungal down her throat and smothering anti-itch cream on her forehead. i have to coax her out every night so that she'll eat, drink, go pee and poop and take her meds. now she's anti-me.
and as much as she and i hate it, i had to put the stupid ugly inconvenient collar on her to refrain her from scratching the wound, making it worst. falie seems to think the collar makes her funny. and he calls himself a doctor? takde compassion langsung.

well, yeah, okay.. she does look funny.
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