Category Archives: VET

VET Is a Four Letter Word

Hey guys,

We missed a couple days cause my mom person missed the hospital so much that she went back on Sunday.  This time it was her pancreas having a hissy fit.  She figures her spleen will be next. *eyeroll*

On Saturday I had to endure the VET!  They are always so nice, “Oh hi, Oskar”, “What a nice boy you are, Oskar”, then BOOM out comes the thermometer!

The door’s right here, can you just open it for me??

There are a lot of cool smells in here…smells like doggies tears.

I’m hiding out!

Hey, just take me home & I’ll be good, I promise!

My dad person loves me, surely he’ll get me out of this mess…

Look how horrifying this place looks!

Hello, Dr. Lady…keep that probe thingy to yourself.

Freedom!

I better leave pee-mail to warn all the other critters!

They took some of my blood, gave me shots & stuck a probe up my hiney!  The good news is that I’m healthy & I don’t have to go back for a long time.

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My "Adventure"

Do your people ever get you all excited for a “big adventure” just to have it backfire on you?  Mine tried that trick yesterday.  First there was this.  We won a CSN gift code from Road Dog Tails and she chose this.

I thought, great, a basket to carry all of my toys somewhere.  WRONG!

My pitiful, save-me face did nothing for me.  Apparantly travelling on my people’s lap when we drive is not safe & I must have a car seat now.  I was not consulted.

I decided to take it as a positive thing that we were going somewhere fun, like the park or the pet store.  Guess who was wrong again?

The V-E-T!  Tricked, I was!  You can see that I was already panting with nervousness. These visits never end well!

You guys know what happens next.  The tiny room with the table!

Thankfully my mom person’s flashy box ran out of batteries at this point, so you don’t have to have flashbacks by watching them give me shots & draw my blood.  There was one tiny victory when the vet said that since I was so nervous, he wouldn’t take my temperature.  I will remember to be extra nervous in the future, to avoid the thermometer of humiliation.

I rode home in my carseat and didn’t fuss as much, but I was wiped out for the rest of the day.  I hope your Friday was better than mine!
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My Sunday

It started out as a lovely Sunday. Just hanging out & monitoring my yard.

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Then my dad person says we are going on a car ride! Yahoo!


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When he sees this sign, my dad person say’s “we’re here”

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Wait, that sign didn’t say V-E-T, right? V-E-T isn’t open on the weekend right??

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Once inside I realize this is not a “fun” car ride. I can’t relax.

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Hmmm, this place smells funny.

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Oh no!! It’s the table. Bad things happen on the table!

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The table brings temperature taking *shudder*, shot giving & belly poking. Thankfully there are no shots pictures to document this portion of the day.

My dad person says it was more painful for him than it was for me. He says I need to post this picture to explain that comment.

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For some reason he said that all of my peopld would have to eat macaroni & cheese out of a box this week after they gave him this paper…geez, it’s not like he had to get his temparture taken or anything!

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