Posted 03-10-2004 at 17:34:31
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It was vet day today. Yes, it was. You start out the day being extra nice to your dog, because you feel guilty, you feel like you are going to betray her trust.
We went to Mamas, she loves it there, she goes out back and sniffs, eats the tips off the rye grass, takes a pee and poop, barks at a few squirrels, says hey to the neighbor dog behind them. She knows when I get her harness out, we are gonna go DO something! I got it out, and she got extra excited. Made me feel even more guilty. I finish my last cup of coffee, and off we go, down the road, to the vet. Me thinks she senses something is up, but I sing along to my CD of Kenny Chesney, trying to cover it up.
About 15 minutes later, we pull up, get out, and she smells lots and lots and LOTS of other dog smells in the grass, she does her business, and we go to the door, I open it, and she gets halfway in, and boom, she turns right around and heads back out the door. I coax her on in, I step up to the desk, and let them know we are here, as Tip cowers between me and the desk. We go and sit down. A half grown boxer pup comes out of the back and wants to play with Tip, and they both put butts in the air, jumping and sniffing and whining. That seems to relieve some tension. Then, the pup leaves, and in comes a cat. Very interesting to Tip, told her she had her own kitties at home, to leave that one alone. The old woman laughed nervously. Then, a man brought a Pomeranian (sorry TO35) in, in a carrier, because this dog was outta control, yapping and snarling and growling at Tip. lol Tip didn't think much of all that. She sat down between my legs and stared.
Then, Dr. Pumphrey comes out. He is the friendliest, happiest man. I don't know if he is always like that, but he is when I see him. He is a great vet. Tip and I go to the last room on the left, and he bends the table up onto the wall, since Tip is too big for the table. We go and weigh her, she lost 2 pounds! I put her on a new diet, toolman, we talked about this, and she lost two punds, so good. Its not a weight loss plan, just better food. He comments on how nice her teeth look. She will be four in August BTW. Good chewies are to credit for good teeth, and routine brushing. He got out the shots, and I got down on the floor with him, and facing the sme way as Tip, I put both my arms around her in a hug, and held on firmly. He poked one hip, then the other, and she didn't even flinch. I tried to get Dr. Thomas to let me do that last time we were there, but she wasn't having any of it, she had a muzzle put on Tip. She was fine. She was happy to get outta there, but I think once I got up and told her that was it, that she had been SO GOOD, she was kinda suprised that was it.
She was so good, and I praised her continuously all day, and right after we left the vet, I took her to Burger King and got her two plain whopper patties, just for her, all for her. She loved every bite. What a good dog. :)