Sick Piggie

Lacey's sick, and as she hides under a blanket in her little isolation tub I can't help but want to cry. She's so pathetic and I have to force feed her disgusting antibiotics that smell like sickness. Terribly circular, I know. She's eating some hay but obviously sad and tired and I worry about the way the nurse at the vet's office described the infection as a " -bad- infection," so I'll have to bring her back to them to see if the medicine is even helping in ten days. I have a feeling this is going to be a very long ordeal and it really gets me down that she can't tell me when she's hurting. I just give her extra parsley and hope she starts feeling better soon.

She's been letting me pet and hold her more, but that just makes me even more sad, considering how skiddish she is. She's a real loner but not today. She was charming everyone at the doctor's office and just sat there, looking at me as if she knew. I think the other piggies know too. animals can sense that sort of thing, you know?

I'll add something interesting later, for now grading papers and taking care of her are my main focus. Other Lauren took these awesome photos.