OOOOOOWWIIEE!
Naughty grampa Shodan is being completely unreasonable!
I was scratching and shaking my head, and Grampa took me to the Evil Veterinarian. She evilly poked in my ears and said I had an ear infection, and she gave Grampa Shodan some nasty itchy tickle medicine to squirt into my ears. I didn’t like the nasty itchy tickle medicine, but I learned to put up with having my ears squirted, especially since I got a yummy dog treat if I Sat nicely and didn’t shake my head and spray the immediate vicinity with droplets. So I put up with it.
Then my ears felt much better, and I stopped shaking my head, and everything was fine.
But Grampa Shodan took me back to the Evil Veterinarian! I tried to explain to him that I felt fine, and my ears were fine, and I didn’t need to go to the Evil Veterinarian. But did he listen? NOOOOO! He dragged me off the Evil Veterinarian Place of Bad Smells and Indignities! I hate the Bad Place - they’re mean to me!
And I was being Good Dog and everything. First they weighed me on the Scary Scale of Doom. Well, OK, I Sat nicely on the scale and the vet tech said I was a good weight, so obviously everything was fine and I was all better so I attempted to make a beeline for the door. But I was not allowed to wait in the car where it was safe - they dragged me into an examination room. I hate the examination room. That’s where Bad Things are done to dogs.
And I was being ever so brave and courageous, even when the Evil Vet went poking in my ears. And, just like I said, everything was fine with my ears. So clearly it was time to go home, so again I tried to make a break for it and get out of the Bad Place. But their cruelty was still not at an end! Further torture for innocent dogs!
The Evil Vet looked at my chart, and said I was due for “vaccines”. I didn’t know what that was, but nothing the Evil Vet says bodes well for dogs. I was [del]looking for my chance to bolt for the door[/del] waiting patiently, when the Evil Vet took a shiny thing and hurt my neck.
OOOOOWWWW!!! Then she took another shiny thing and hurt my neck again! OOOOOOWWWWW even more!!! Then, the crowning insult - she did it again!
Enough is enough - the instant she turned away, I cleverly hid behind Grampa Shodan’s leg, so no more owies could be inflicted on my innocent self. And it worked - she couldn’t find me to hurt my neck anymore, as long as I was careful to keep Grampa Shodan between me and the Evil Vet while Grampa was doing that thing with the piece of plastic that he does when we go to PetSmart and buy yummy dog food or treats.
Then at last my torment was over, and I could make for the exit at top speed. We made it to the car without further injections being inflicted on unsuspecting dogs, and the instant we got in, I had to jump into the back seat and hide under the blanket that Grampa puts down when we go to the dog park, which we did on Saturday. Then when we got home, I hid behind the bushes in the back yard so no one could inflict any more suffering on me. Right now, I am recovering.
Grampa told me that the savage torture of innocent dogs is at an end for another year, and I won’t need any more shots for a while. So eventually I will find it in my heart to forgive for his heartless betrayal of me into the hands of vicious medical personnel.
I don’t like the vet.
Regards,
Leet