I cried for hours. This new woman gave me some good food though, a really nice chicken that after hours of crying was good. 

Later that day, I heard steps outside the door and I ran towards this door that makes people disappear and thought it was my parents coming to pick me up! I was so excited for a second, but the smell was different, I didn't know who it was. A man walked in, he seemed happy to see me, but I was once again devastated, they were not the humans I wanted.

The following weeks I hardly ate. I found a place underneath the table and spent a lot of time there, hiding, waiting for my parents to pick me up, crying sometimes and whenever these new humans took me out for a walk, I would try to find where my parents went, tracing them back with my nose. As days went by, their smell vanished. And just like their smell, my name "Mei Banfa" also vanished, I heard it less and less and one day I didn't hear it again. Instead, I started hearing "Golan" a lot. Whenever they said it, these new humans would look at me and sometimes, they would give me really yummy things! I never ate such good things!

And there it was, I had a new home, a new name -a second one, or maybe even a third one, who knows- and it is a nice one I think!!

Woof!

It's been exactly one week since Isabela arrived (I miss her so much!), and it was only today that my shots concluded. It's been a hard week.

When a dog gets Distemper and a vaccinated dog is in touch with it, the second dog -in this case, me- will get the virus, too. The vaccination will help to deal with the virus of course, however, my vet suggested to give my immune system an extra help since I was living with Isabela for a few days. This treatment was a 5 days procedure with 3 shots everyday. After the shots, I would lose all my energy, hardly walk anymore, I just felt like sleeping, and weak.

But, this was not the worse part. On day 3, I got a cold, so the vet prescribed me another treatment: 3 shots everyday for 3 days. So, both treatments overlapped. On day 4 and 5, I had 6 shots daily. I am quite strong and hardly ever complain if something hurts, but this was painful. Not only did I not have energy, but I couldn't move, eat, drink, walk, get on the sofa or anything that required any kind of energy. I looked as if I was sleepy, with my eyes almost closed, but you could tell how difficult it was for me once my whole body started shaking, not much, but the way I shake when I am cold. My mommy was so worried because she didn't know if this was normal and there was nothing she could do, but my vet told her it was OK, just my body reacting to the shots. It was not a pretty sight and each time the shaking lasted for about 1 hour and the whole lack of energy situation for up to 7 hours.

This made me remember when I first moved into the place where I live now. A couple of days after my arrival, my new parents took me to the vet. I was excited because there were a few other dogs and I thought I could make friends with them and play for a while! Imagine my surprise when they put me on a cold metal table and I heard a couple of dogs crying. Then they put me on a lower version of the same table and asked to me stand still, I didn't want to! A guy was holding me, while a woman was looking at me, while dogs were watching me and barking, it was so stressful, I was very confused. Then, the guy said my weight was 5Kg. Back on the table, a guy held me while another one stuck something inside my butt, and then they said that my temperature was normal. They checked my teeth, ears, neck, paws, eyes and nose. Finally, they gave me a shot. I was shocked, what did I do to get it?? I don't remember being a bad boy... I was depressed for the rest of the day.

After 3 weeks, we were back there again, for 2 more shots, following the same procedure.

So, apparently, these 3 shots are a must for puppies, they protect me from: Parvo, distemper, rabies, worms, para influenza and leptospirosis. Of course, I didn't know that at first.

These shots should be administered during the first months of a puppy's life, however, since I was probably living on the streets during that time, I didn't get them until I was around 7 months old (my first parents didn't get around to vaccinate me while they took care of me, when I was 6 months old or something like that).

Anyways, to keep me protected, the 3 original vaccinations must be given to me one more time this year, I am an adult now and I need them again.

Although I hate the vaccinations and going to the clinic makes me nervous, the vets and nurses are actually very nice to me, they all know my name and like me very much. At the end, I know I will go home and rest. Also, now I know, the vaccinations are actually a good thing, they keep me healthy in the long run.

Woof!