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<DIV>Well, I really don't know where to begin, I have been telling
my older sister Barb that Daisy ws not herself, something is wrong and if
she has told me once, she told me a hundred times " she is FINE Marlene,
this is just Daisy " well about two weeks a go Daisy started to
stumble, and was EXTREMELY lethargic, once again I said she needs to go to
the vet Barb, but was told that " she is just getting old " well I
finally loss my cool ( imagine that one ) and said if you don't call
your vet today I will call , so Barb took Daisy in yesterday, Daisy could
barely make it to the car. vet called at 3:00 PM and said that Daisy was in a
bad way and Barb needed to come in and discuss wether to have her put
down, of course Barb started crying and was definitely going to have her
put to sleep, I told Barb I would meet her there and I got there
early so I could talk to the vet. Daisy is a bad diabetic, and her
liver enzymes were off the chart, the vet said we should consider quality
of life. just let me say, that Daisy is a product of
NEGLECT, she has horrible skin rashed, horrible ear infections, over grown
nails and she smells horrible ! just severe neglect, my
sister is a lazy slob, Barb is clueless to what is going on, she figures giving
them food ,water, & treats is being a good pet owner If my
Annie wasn't so aggressive I would bring her here.</DIV>
<DIV>so the vet & I talked and I told her that I raised a Basset with liver
disease and I know what the hell I'm talking about, so she was impressed
with my knowledge and we went into a private session about Daisy, meantime
in walks Barb, crying like crazy and we went into a room and I sat on the floor
and they brought in Daisy who would not have anything to do with barb, she
crawled up in my lap and we talked, Daisy is a talker, she put her nose
right in my face and oh my, did she talk, Barb left to go get the vet and
tell her "we are ready " and I yelled NO, you are not putting her
down, barb and I got into a HUGE argument about Daisy's
condition and I politely told her that the dog was in this condition because of
her stupidity and NEGLECT, Barb said " so this is my fault
? and I said GD right it is Barb .I mean it got
UGLY screaming and name calling, the vet came in and I said we are
going to do insulin injections and give her a chance , with that I took
Daisy who drug me out the door ( hmmmm doesn't act like a dog that is
about to die ! " we went outside and took a walk while Barb paid the bill,
she has to go back in a week, I gave her the first insulin injection
last night, when Bill & I got there, Daisy met us at
the door and rolled over for belly rubs, once again, didn't act like a dog
who was about to die. IF I had not gone, Barb would have had her put
down, barbs words ( " you GD bitch why are you making me make
these decisions ? ") I said, " Im not, I just made it for you, you
are not putting her down because you don't want to deal with it ! " you
see , my sister doesn't want to do anything that takes an effort, it is
like adding something else to her work load, which she does nothing all day
except read !!!!!!!!! she is a total lazy slob, a PIG ! </DIV>
<DIV>Daisy is the spitting image of Elder Clara, she looks enough like Clara to
be her twin.</DIV>
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<DIV>So this morning I am calling Barb at 8:AM got her out of bed and
said it is time for Daisy's insulin injection , she also has to eat 5 to 6 times
a day, small amounts, HA Barb was only feeding the Basset once a day and
only when she got around to it. she doesn't deserve animals at all, </DIV>
<DIV>sorry this is so long</DIV>
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<DIV>Marlene to Maggie Wags and evil Annie</DIV></FONT></BODY></HTML>