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That’s Hilde’s full name; it is really a unique name. She’s a Great Dane just in case you didn’t know that. She is black except for a cross-shaped patch of white on her chest. She is a beautiful dog, and she is my sister and my friend.

She was sick all night long. She kept vomiting; I think it was five or six times. Mom kept an eye on her, and finally let her go to bed about 5:30 this morning. Mom told me she could have gotten into something outside that made her sick. But, I was out there with her, and I didn’t see her eat anything–that doesn’t mean she didn’t.

Mom took her temperature; that was a sight to behold. Hilde saw that mom had the thermometer, and she went down the hall and stood in one of the corners (like that was going to save her). Mom told me that Hilde would cooperate, because Hilde would do as she was told. Yeah, right. She knew where that thermometer was going, and she wanted no part of it. I don’t blame her either. But, in the end (no pun intended), Hilde cooperated. Mom had to bribe her, though.

After going up and down the hall, through the dining room, kitchen, television room, and into the sunken living room (I guess she was going to hide behind the sectional) several times, Hilde finally came to mom; mom had some bread in her hand. Hilde sorta sidled up to mom with her head down and ears drooping, and mom gave her a small piece of bread. Hilde absolutely loves bread–any kind of bread. She will eat corn bread, biscuits, hard rolls, soft bread, wheat bread, rye bread; I’m telling you Hilde loves bread, and that’s how mom got Hilde on the couch to take her temperature.

Hilde climbed up, snacked on some small pieces of bread mom had a bowl on the couch, and lay down just as pretty as you please. Mom had no problem doing what she had to do. After all, it was so mom could tell if Hilde had a temperature. If she did, then mom would take her to our vet later this morning. But, Hilde didn’t have one, and that’s why mom let Hilde go to the guest bedroom and go to bed. I’m glad, because I was getting pretty sleepy myself. I wouldn’t do anything different, though, because if I were sick, Hilde would stay up with me; that’s what sisters do.