A few days later, when I came to the hospital, Caidy was'nt feeling well at all. She was'nt exited to see me and the did'nt pet me when I came over to her. I nudged her hand with my snout and she finally petted me.
"Hi Polar..." She said.
I forced my self into a small wag, but if Caidy was'nt happy, I was'nt happy. I stayed in her room to confort her, but she really did'nt feel well. So I did something I do'nt think any dog could do. I opened the cabnet took some paper and a pencil, and put it on the floor.
"What... What are you... doing." she said.
I took the pencil in my mouth and tryed drawing. I have to admit, it was hard. My picture did'nt turn out so good but it was supposed to be a dog. I gave it to Caidy and wagged my tail.
"Wow... Thank..... Thank you..." She said. She got out of her bed, but as she did she stumbled to the floor. I ran to her side and she grabbed onto my collar. She stood up and walked slowly to the bulletin board, she took a pin and put my picture onto the board. Then she started walking back to her bed, but then she fell to the ground, face forward. I nudged her arm with my snout but she did'nt move. I started barking. nothing happened....