Her highness Princess Fussypaws made a stray friend a couple of weeks ago. He isn’t around anymore. We think he went to the farm where dogs and bunnies frolic in the meadows without a care in the world. He did however leave my dog with a horrible skin infection.
I had to take her to the vet, where she got three shots. She hates me now. Princess Fussypaws refuses to even look at me after she gets ONE shot. This is three. I’m not sure how much time of the royal cold shoulder we’re looking at here, I’m thinking until lunchtime. The vet also rubbed in some ointment that will make my poor baby all better. Only now, people think it’s a doggy dye job gone wrong. Her majesty is so embarrassed she won’t even leave the house to take care of her royal “duties”.
Moral of the story: Princesses do not play with paupers