I Love My Vet
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The Vets office has this cool front yard! How can you not love going to a place like this?

Yesterday, the folks took me to the vet. Getting into the car was not as much of a struggle. Big Dog sat in the driver’s side and Momma got me in. I didn’t fly in the car like it was a huge dog park, but I did get in.

The people at the vets office were so darn nice. Ann, the receptionist, had me sit and gave me some treats. It was a game and I won. Mooo ha ha. Everyone told me how pretty I was. I’m getting used to this, I’m pretty and I know it. Then they asked the folks about what kind of dog I am. I don’t know why people do that? It happens with human kids too, not just fur kids. My Auntie Jenny has two kids she adopted from Korea. One day she was shopping with them and someone said to her, “Ohhhh, they are so cute! Where did you get them?” She replied, “They were on clearance in isle 9.”  My folks have to think of something clever like that for me.

Finally, it was my turn to be seen. They wanted to weigh me, that is scary! I didn’t want to go on that big scale at all. It took some coaxing, but we got it done.  A lady really doesn’t like to talk about her weight, but I’m not proud. I weight 28.3 pounds. So you can see I’m not a big dog. We had to go see the Vet after that. She was very nice to me. I sat up on a table so she could listen to my heart, feel me and so on. After looking at my teeth she guessed I was about 10 months old. Big Dog owes Momma a nickle. Momma kept telling him she thought I was about 10 months. My Momma is a smart one. The Dr. told Momma and Big Dog that I was healthy. I sat on the table while everyone discussed what I might be. Terrier, Shepherd, Blue Heeler, Spitz. You name it and it could be me. Momma is just going to tell people, “She is anything you want her to be” That should take care of that.

When it was time to go home, Momma about wet herself. I actually got into the car on my OWN. Thank you very much. No fighting, no tugging or whining. I’m a big girl now. Well at least yesterday I was a big girl. We shall see what the next car ride brings. Keep your paws crossed for me that I can just hop in and enjoy going for a car ride.

What have we learned today? That it doesn’t matter what kind of breed/s I am.
I’m a healthy happy girl and that’s good enough for me and my family.

About katie

I was rescued from a hard life on a reservation in southern Montana. Big Dog and Mama brought me into their den to help me learn how to be a great citizen. I have to thank Miss Sheri for bringing me into town and introducing me to Big Dog and Mama. This is my story and I am sticking to it.

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I Love My Vet — 2 Comments

    • I’m thinking that I’m pretty slim and trim. I’m happy with my weight. The vet said she thinks that if I get to 40 pounds that would be heavy. I burn off what I eat by chasing that white cat around.

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