This is Fruitycake. I wish that I was feeling all the way better. But my leg is really hurting. You would think that the holes in my chest from the wild pig tusks would be the issue. But although that hurts, my leg is driving me crazy. I want to bark at it. But don’t have the energy.
Girl Person says that I am a very brave boy. I don’t really feel brave. I’m just doing what Brickle told me to do. To protect Girl Person. If I didn’t listen to Brickle’s instructions, I’m actually more afraid of that!
Girl Person says that I can’t do anything strenuous this week. She said that we go back to the vet person on Friday. But I’m getting a little depressed. So I took a taxi service also known as Girl Person down to the sea today. I needed to look at the water like Brickle. Because I needed to feel his presence and to feel his strength.
It did help. But we couldn’t stay long. Girl Person has to go out today to get me some supplies to take my pills and food and some first aid kits. I say she better get a few!
Brave. A brave boy. I had to be. Because you don’t think of doing the right thing if your heart wants to do it. You just do it. Brave at the vet? I had to be. Because I was getting helped. It did hurt.
And it was scary. But in some ways, it was scarier for my persons. Because it was hard to speak the language. And they do things different at the vet person here.
How?
They had to give me something called anesthesia to work on my injuries. And instead of taking me back where my persons couldn’t see me, they put me in the waiting room with them and my persons had to be with me as I feel asleep. Girl Person especially didn’t expect this. And Boy Person had to keep telling her I was breathing. She said being with Brickle that last day came up in her mind and she almost passed out. Brave? She had to be. Boy Person had to be.
Then the vet person came back to the waiting room, and they carried me back. It was scary.
Brave. Sometimes none of us have a choice. But afterwards, we see what we are capable of. We are stronger. And we learn who we can rely on. I know I can rely on you. I felt your love and I still feel it now.
We are all brave in our own ways. Some of us are dealing with things no one else knows about. Be brave. You’ve been thru things before. I have to. And I know we can do this.
–Fruitycake
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Fruity, you are very brave and a great support for GP. We love you all!
I am so sorry this has happened to you Fruitycake. My heart is hurting for you. You are such a sweet precious boy. You did not deserve this. I hope those vets there know what they are doing. I am wondering what that blue stuff is on your little chest. Also how did they get you down the path to a taxi, did you have to walk? What happened to your leg that is hurting you? I am so worried for you Fruitycake. Please rest and keep your wounds clean. I know there is dirt and mud everywhere there that you talk about all the time. I just wish you were here in the states so I could help you. I love you so much Fruitycake please get well and please stay far far away from those pigs. Sending hugs, love and prayers ❤️🐾😥🙏
Oh Fruity, I hope you are feeling better. I guess us Americans aren’t used to to the way the Italians do animal treatment. It would be shocking to watch you go to sleep right in front of me. Poor Rachel and BP. I guess we have it easy; we don’t deal directly with our pet’s anguish in the vet’s office. But, I glad you are taking it easy; you need time for your body to heal. You guys need to get some protection from those wild pigs. A stun stick, I think, would do for protection. It would tell the pigs you mean business without killing them. You should check with the local police. Anyway, thanks for posting today. You all need to rest, really.