Brooklyn (the dog) and I got to spend some quality time together the last few days. She hadn’t been feeling well and I was worried I would have to take her to the vet because I can’t really afford that right now. Then I had this dream that I figured out how to help her, and I woke up and tried it and it worked. I won’t go into the details because their gross, but it was kind of remarkable.
Ultimately, I think the best medicine was a little time and attention. Whenever she curls up next to me on the couch there are these three roles of fur that bunch up against her little face. It’s one of my favorite things to look at in the whole world.
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Poor Brooky!