Upon arrival, Hot Dog pulls out of his collar. I am thinking "If I don't get him I am in real trouble because he is Hubs dog." We really love our animals and Hot Dog is so special. More dog wrangling and we are inside the stinking vet. I bribe them with dog cookies. Suzie, my yellow lab is like a big clown. She loves everyone and everything. She is my happy girl.
Back to Hot Dog... When he is scared he yelps like a screaming banshee. The assistant reaches down to pick him up and "Eahzze...Eheeech...Meeee! He promptly tries to bite her. He has never ever acted up like this, well he was mad when I had him neutered last year. He messed up the floor...some gland he released? It was a mess! He was not a happy dog. He growled a few more times and then I let them take him and bath him.
Suzie's next. No problem...What shots in my hinny? She likes them and does not even notice she has a plastic stick up her rear end to check for worms. A tight thing around her arm to draw blood and check for heart worms. Off she goes to get her bath. If a dog could sing that would be Suzie.
In the mean time, Sister and I go shopping for an hour while they are bathing my dogs and pampering them in the lap of luxury. Time passes and I call to see if they are ready. Hot Dog was so scared they had to put him to sleep to bath him and he will be awake in a hour or two. WHAT? I go directly to the Vet to get my babies. They have to carry Hot Dog out. They are both still wet. My Suzie girl is so happy to see us. Hot Dog is in a stupor. This is not going to be good when Hubs sees his dog.
Hubs carries him to the deck and dries his sleepy dog off and then sits with him until he can awake enough to try to walk, but his hind legs are not co-operating and he is so drunk looking. I tell Hubs that from now on he will have to take Hot Dog. This was just awful for him and me.
This vet is not at all like my former vet. They loved my dogs and my dogs loved them. I will be looking for a new place to have them bathed. Hot Dog did forgive me late last night. Poor little guy. We were all traumatized.