When I got home, I offered her some food and drink, which she gobbled with the fervor of someone who hadn't eaten properly in a very long time since she had last eaten. She had a brief surge of vigor as a result of the food. She received a gentle treatment for her leg at the veterinarian, but we were informed that she would require continuous care. Since the physician requested that we come back in three weeks for a follow-up, we made it a point to ensure that she was well-fed, loved, and comfortable as she began to recover from her injury. Three weeks later, as we were on our way to the veterinarian, Bella, as we had named her, appeared to be really eager. By this point, she had become used to us, as seen by the little wag of her tail and the glimmer of confidence in her eyes. We were given the assurance by the physician that she would most likely regain full use of her leg after undergoing a few more treatments. With this news, we felt a tremendous sense of relief and hope.
