Daddy took me to the vet today… I’m not amused.

You took me to the Vet and it wasn't fun!The Dog wore himself out on the trip to the Vet.

It was time for his yearly checkup and a booster shot.

He’s pissed off at me. In part because I had to scold him a little about his behavior, and I suppose he feels a little betrayed. He’s dozing and ripping some real stinkers of farts.

Thank goodness it’s warm enough that I can have the windows open. That is, until the pot head across the street lights up the first of many bongs of pot for the day.

I took him on a two mile hike before we went to the Vet and he was still “crazy dog”.

I’ve got to find some high density foam that I can lay across the back seat so that he can ride in the car comfortably. He refuses to lay down because he doesn’t quite fit in the bucket back seat wells and the little tray in the back seat makes a hump that he doesn’t like. I’m thinking some thick foam might solve the problem by smoothing the area out and not be too easily compressed. He doesn’t like feeling as though he’s sinking into anything. Unless it’s snow.

I like that he’s curious and generally sweet. He loves people and most dogs, he just wants to play. Sometimes his manners with other dogs get misunderstood as aggression but that, in most cases is cleared up pretty quickly if the other dog is more mellow. The only aggression I’ve seen is if dogs appear to be attacking us as a unit. 

In other words, if dogs run at us barking and snapping. 

I think that part of the issue was he could smell other dogs had been in the waiting room, and could hear other people that he couldn’t see.

Once he got to see other people in the office, he stopped whining and panting then gave them greetings and said hi in his sweet loving way.

He’s got a lot of energy, he’s curious in a healthy way, and he’s exhausting sometimes. I think once I’ve confirmed that he’s not having any reactions to the booster. We’re both going to take a nap.

I’ve got stuff I need to do, but we’ve both been going full tilt since 6am. Believe me, 71 pounds of high energy dog can take it out of you.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

(Spamcheck Enabled)