Visit to the V-E-T

Yesterday I had my annual torture visit to the vet. As with most car outings, I am excited to get to go with mom and dad until we get in the car and I start feeling closed in. Mom claims she won't be hearing well for a week thanks to the high pitched whining I allegedly did during the five minute car ride. She exaggerates a lot though.

I didn't even know what was in store for me. I think I even forgot what place it was when we first went in. Well, for about five seconds.

Dad is smart so he walked me straight to the scale and I was exactly 67 pounds, maybe 2 pounds more from last year. But I do squirm on the scale so it is hard to get a completely exact reading.

My vet is Seaford Veterinary Medical Center in Yorktown and we saw Dr. Megan Alexander. If not for the torture treatment, she was a nice lady. All of the vets at this practice are women.

I will not stay still for any exam and they have a bunch of tricks to get me to do what they need - blood work, stool sample, shots and the worst the ear exam. First they know that I somehow behave worse when mom and dad are there so they take me in the back. Mom and dad heard my whining and crying the whole time. Then they were shocked that I was quiet. Turns out the Vet lady was smart and took me outside. As soon as I was outside, I let her listen to my heart and do the other bad stuff because I was distracted by the stuff outside. Watch for their tricks!

Mom and dad thought I had an ear infection because I have been scratching it and yelped whenever they accidentally touched it. They work hard to keep my ears clean and dry. Mom has ear stuff to dry them out after I go swimming but I don't like it. In fact just the mention of "ear stuff" sends me hiding. Mom was happy they were not actually infected but they were inflamed so the Vet sent us home with twice a day torture medicine for 5 days. The Vet had a hard time with the first dose because the floor was too slippery to get a good grip on me but I was good this morning when dad held me down on the bed. You can see in the picture below how greasy my beautiful ears look thanks to this nasty medicine.

The Vet said I was a fun dog and high energy. DUH. She also said I had the most beautiful teeth she had ever seen on a three and a half year old dog. Just keep those Merrick Red Bags coming mom! Her only concern is that the way my back legs are she said I will be more susceptible to hip problems so she suggested mom and dad start me on a glucosomine or fish oil supplement.

The Vet's office did confirm that this had to be the worst flea year they remember. And even though it's December we still have them because we haven't had a real freeze yet.

Well, so much for the annual torture Vet visit. I was a bit subdued for the car trip home and dad gave me a really nice bone from the Big Red Bag.

Anipal Photo Hunt #15: THE VET

Mom says the correct word is "ironic." It just so happens that is it just about time for me to go see the V-E-T to get my S-H-O-T-S and annual check up. I have to go next week as a matter of week. Mom will make the appointment for Friday.

This year I have a real V-E-T. Last year mom and dad took me to Care-A-Lot pets for their Vet Clinic. The vet and the people there were very nice but after the scare with that bump on my leg (that was just a fluid pad), we needed a vet that is there all the time. So I am now a patient at the Seaford Veterinary Clinic. Oh and the other good thing is no waiting in line!

Here are the pictures from my trip last year at Care-A-Lot.

This is when we are waiting in line. I am clueless since the last V-E-T 

visit they put me under and snipped me at the same time. 

Don't remember a thing.

 Even on the table, I am fine.

Not sure why I deserved such a big hug until I realized this was to 

HOLD ME DOWN WHILE THEY GAVE ME THE SHOTS!

I will share pics of my next visit with you when I go next week. In the meantime, how about sharing yours on the Anipal photo blog hop? Just click the widget below to get all the details!

The V-E-T

I am 18 months old so this is not technically my first visit to the Vet. Last December 9th mom and dad took me to this Spay and Neuter Clinic in Gloucester, Virginia. The worst part about that was they left me there but the nice people there put me to sleep and I missed the rest of what happened. They neutered me, gave me all my shots, and trimmed my nails.

No such luck this time. I really didn't know what to expect. A couple of my friends on Twitter joked with me about it. We went to a pet store - Care-A-Lot Pets in Newport News where they have a wellness clinic every Saturday. We had to wait a long time in line because lots of people come here to save money on shots according to mom. The picture at the left is me with my daddy waiting in line.

I met a whole lot of really neat dogs and people. There were some cats too but they were all safe in their carriers. Considering there was a dog there that even scared me, I don't blame them one bit. There was a real cute Jack Russell Terrier and a Toy Poodle. I saw a little pug dog dressed up in her Christmas outfit and the poodle had a cool bomber jacket on.

Mom and Dad were real proud of me because I haven't been exposed to that many people and other dogs before and I was real good. The dog behind us was real aggressive and I just ignored him (he was the scary one). I even did "SIT" when the Vet Tech lady asked me. I thought Mom would faint.

Mom and dad stayed with me the whole time and even helped hold me when the Vet Tech drew blood for my heart worm test. Mom says those kinds of worms are very bad and I get a treat every month to keep from getting them. Anything that involves a treat is fine with me. Then the Vet came, a very nice man, and examined me all over and gave me a shot, some tasty stuff in my mouth and some unpleasant spray that went up my nose. I think I liked the nose stuff the least.

Dad held me while I was on the Vet table

Then we were done. Or, I thought we were because "since we were there" we dropped by the grooming place for a nail trim while mommy waited for the test results. Yay! I passed. And, they bought me this giant hoof which I am going to go back and nom on after I post this.

Mom explained that going to the Vet is very important to stay healthy and it really was not that bad. And, it was something that the three of us did together!

This is the nommy hoof I got as a treat for being so good.