Someone was lifting me up. I was too weak to even cry. I was draped in the persons arms, and I was still having trouble breathing. They carried me to the car and layed me on a towel. I had so much running through my head I wasn't even listening to what was going on around me. We arrived at the same white coat who cared for me before. She looked at me and listened to my heart with a cold stethoscope. I closed my eyes. I didn't know if I could make it. I breathed long, heavy breaths.
They rushed me into the back and put me under again. I had a dreamless sleep. I woke up in more pain then explainable. My leg was once again in a cast, as well as my chest. I opened my eyes and found myself in a small cage. I was still with the vet, and I was wrapped up in some blankets. Beside me I saw some food and water. I tried as hard as I could to get up, and I failed, barely even being able to lift my head. I cried out in pain and I took short breaths, to keep from hurting myself. The nurse came back to me, and slowly stroked my head. She must have read my mind, because she brought the food bowl closer to me so I could eat. I thumped my tail with all my might, and she smiled at me.
"You'll be fine girl. We've got someone here to see you." she said.