Today, I had a dreadful realisation. I love my dear Tricki, but I fear that that love has caused me to excessively indulge and pamper my dear pet. The sight of him, bloated and unhealthy, broke my heart. I believed that showering him with treats and rich delicacies was a sign of care and would make him feel better. But instead, I was causing him more harm than good.
Thank goodness for Mr Herriot. He aptly deduced that the reason for Tricki's decline in health was my lack of strict boundaries with Tricki. He advised me to cut down Tricki's food, make him exercise, and provide a strict diet. When he noticed that I was not following his advice, he took Tricki away from me to take care of him.
During Tricki's absence, I began to reflect upon my actions. I was still deeply worried about Tricki though, so I sent indulgent gifts to Mr Herriot. Old habits die hard, but I will try my best to be a better caretaker for Tricki now that he is back home. It brought me great joy to see Tricki transform into a healthy and happy dog after his stay with Mr Herriot.