Yesterday, Foster Mom said I had a funky smell coming from my "girl parts" so off I went to see the doctor. The first person I met there - Vet Tech Lady - was really nice...until she stuck a thermometer in my butt! Seriously?! How rude!! Foster Mom says, "Stop it!" if I even SNIFF another dog's butt! Then I met the Vet Man. First he loved on me and said I was beautiful. I gave him my best lean and wagged my tail all happy-like - little did I know what was comin' next. Then he checked me out and said my eyes, ears, heart, lungs, joints, and feet were all really healthy but my "business end" needed some work! He asked me if I would pee in a cup - again, seriously?! When Foster Mom said I didn't know that trick, he said, "No worries, we have a Plan B," and took me into another room with another Vet Tech Lady. By the time I got back into the room with Foster Mom, I sure wished I had known how to pee in a cup! Geez, more stickin&
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