My monkey, the skinny one, has been ill for the past week. AGAIN. This has been a rather trying year for him and for me. Let's not go into the money I spent treating him because I want the best for him. However, he is always refusing to take his medication and I have to hide his pills in food or drinks and he will not even touch his food and end up spoiling the whole meal.
He drives me up the wall and I sometimes end up screaming at him and then I feel bad, very bad about it because he is not young anymore and there isn't much time left for him and the fatty monkey.
The other week when I went to pick up his blood test report, his age was listed as 108. Isn't it shocking???
But when he isn't taking his medication, how does he expect to get cured? I get so stressed out over him, over the both of them, I know it's silly but I rather be the one who is sick.
My friend says I am over obsessed with the two monkeys but how can I not be when we have been together for 12.5 years already without being separated for more than 24 hours and even less?
He drives me up the wall and I sometimes end up screaming at him and then I feel bad, very bad about it because he is not young anymore and there isn't much time left for him and the fatty monkey.
The other week when I went to pick up his blood test report, his age was listed as 108. Isn't it shocking???
But when he isn't taking his medication, how does he expect to get cured? I get so stressed out over him, over the both of them, I know it's silly but I rather be the one who is sick.
My friend says I am over obsessed with the two monkeys but how can I not be when we have been together for 12.5 years already without being separated for more than 24 hours and even less?
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