So this past weekend, Mama was sick again. It seems like she is never well. It's always something with her. I have decided that, in addition to my HOSA dog duties, I have decided I will become Rosco Puppyman, Basset Doctor. I hold a firm belief that any aliment Mama has can be cured by me.
Rosco Puppyman, B.D. here to cure what ails you
So I carefully crawled unto Mama's sick bed.
Do you feel better now that I'm here, Mama?
How about now?
No? Let me get closer so I can work my basset side manner.
How's that? Feel better now?
How about now?
Now?
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Let Nurse Bunsen check my technique
In the end, Mama said my basset side manner did not make her cold go away (and she said I was squishing her). I think Mama isn't curable. It's time to send her to Dr. House from T.V.. He can fix everything!




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