Going to the Vet
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Today was the dreaded trip to the vet. I dreaded the trip because of the cost (the little stuff they do really adds up) and the trauma to my fur babies. The vet is a really nice, caring guy and the dogs seem to like him. He takes the time to pet them and talk to them every time they see him. They used to be really upset when we pulled the car into the parking lot but now I hold them while they get shots, blood work, anals, toenails etc. so they seem to do a little better. When Tiberius (our male) was being examined and worked on he protested loudly but just leaned against me. Unfortunately, the vet tech took Traci to the other room (to weigh her, draw blood and clip her toenails), and she got very scared. She hates getting her toenails clipped and having blood work. I held her and put her on the table for the vet when she came back. When the vet tried to examine her, she tried to crawl inside my jacket to get away from being touched any further. Poor baby! When she couldn't get into my jacket (I still had it zipped up) she put her little head under my arm and buried her head. Of course when it was all over and the treats were being passed out, she was her usual happy self and made short work of her doggie treat. Now that we're home, Ti and Traci are taking a nap and the house is so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. I think they're so exhausted from their morning out that they need the sleep and they didn't even get their shots today!
They are scheduled for that in June. It's time for some snuggles with my K-9 children I think.