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Day in a life of Whiskey: The ever so spunky

Never ever play with frogs again

I almost kicked the bucket 2 days ago, if it wasn't for my mommy Tricia and Auntie Ana (which btw who manages both of my pop's Dogster page). I found a frog which Pop and me were trying to chase in the back part of the house, the very night I found it again and bit it, but I got the far end of the stick.

I got poisoned after biting the frog.

My mommy called the vet immediately after the incident, and rushed me to the vet when I started spazzing, my mom was screaming and my auntie was carrying me gently as we went to the car, I was drooling, I was frigid like a statue, I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore.

We arrived at the vet's clinic, mommy took me out of the car, I was still frigid, she was almost crying, she kept telling me to hold on as we got in the clinic, the vet diagnosed me and my mommy was telling the vet what happened to me earlier, and then the vet confirmed that I was poisoned. The vet gave me an antidote shot, and another shot to make me vomit out the poision, I stayed in the clinic for an hour for the medicines to take effect on me, a few minutes later I felt like I was alive again, I was frantically jumping on the cushioned couches in the clinic like nothing happened. We got home and I was given a hard boiled egg to eat, a bowl of milk and a little bit of sugar just to wash out what's left of the poision. I slept on my auntie's bed just to keep me out of the heat, the room's airconditioned by the way so as the doctor ordered in case I might vomit.

So, there no more playing with frogs. It could kill you. Really. =_=