As I have done the past three years, I wanted to write a special post for Dolly’s Third Birthday. On her First Birthday I wrote about my top twelve moments from the first twelve months of her life. On her Second Birthday I blogged about the past twenty four months with Dolly and some of my favourite memories.
Note: I also blogged about the day I got Dolly; and you can read that here
To mark her Third Birthday I’d like to tell you all my three favourite things about Dolly…
1. “She’s a trooper!”
A good few months ago now, Dolly became poorly. She was wrongly diagnosed twice (first with a urine infection, and second with Cystitis) and eventually after lots of antibiotics and medications, I took her to the local emergency vets ready to demand that she have tests if they tried to send me home. The entire time, Dolly was still Dolly. Just quieter. Subdued. She plodded on though. It turned that out that she had blood clots in her bladder. She had a barrage of tests, scans, and medication but she pulled through and came out the other end! I worried that she’d become aggressive after hearing that the staff had to sedate her for any interaction with her because she’d been so vicious.