That whole vet thing was exhausting. We woke up early today and went on a walk. When we got home, my foster mom put me in the car. I love to sit in the front seat, although the past couple of days she made me sit in the backseat. This morning she put me behind a gate in the far back of the Jeep. I was like... "What the heck? How am I suppose to see?" So as soon as mom went in the house, I pushed the bars apart and climbed up to the front and took my seat... shotgun. All of a sudden, she looks out the window at me. I was happy to see her, but she didn't seem as happy. She came outside and moved me to the far back again. Before she even got back in the house, I climbed up to the front again. When she brought Meredith out, she made me get in the far back again. What's up with these cheap seats? How is a girl suppose to see? I decided while we were driving to climb up front to visit. Mom gave me a stern "ah-ah" sound. Ooops! I don't like that sound, so I climbed back. Fine, I'll look out the back... although it seems pointless to look at where I have been instead of where I am going. People are weird sometimes.
We dropped off Meredith at the babysitter's and then ended up at this vet place. I'll be honest; I've liked other places more. They were nice, or at least trying to be, petting me and talking to me in nice voices, but I wasn't enjoying this. My eyes were big and I kept trying to hide behind mom. The vet said I was in beautiful shape: clear eyes, clean ears, great white teeth. He couldn't find a scar from a spay (What the heck is that?), and he says there is no sign that I have ever had a heat cycle (Again... what are these people talking about?). He and mom discussed me coming back. Are they serious? I guess we are waiting on a heartworm test and a fecal exam. Really? More tests? I am tired. When we got home, I went straight to my crate for a nap.
Gotta go,
Sue
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