Let me just start off this post by saying my dog is utterly insane. It’s ridiculous how insane she is. She had a V-E-T appointment today for her annual wellness exam and her shots…no problem, that’s what all dogs do once a year…right? Wrong. She’s insane. And embarrassing!
First of all, we got there and she refused to get out of the car. I tried dragging her…nope, not coming out. She jumped over the car seat base and was on the opposite side of the back seat as me. No problem, thought I…I’ll just walk around to the other side…THREE times! She kept jumping over the car seat base and going to the opposite side from me.
Finally, I got her out of the car and she walked up into the V-E-T’s office like a champ. No problems there. Phew, she’s acting like a normal dog. Then we got inside. And she started hassling and panting and acting like an insane cracker dog. We signed in and she jumped up to the desk. Embarrassing.
She sat underneath the chairs in the waiting room, hiding. We got called back and she ran into the room and jumped up in one of the chairs in the exam room. The tech went to take her in the back to weigh her and get her stool sample and she refused to go with her. She headed towards the door to the waiting room. We had to drag her across the room to go to the back. I always have to pretend I’m going back with her or else she won’t go. She finally went. Phew. She was gone for a few minutes and then I heard the thundering clanging that is Riley at the V-E-T. Nails on the linoleum, tags jingling, pulling against her collar and choking, etc. You get the point.
Finally, the doctor came in. We’ve been seeing Dr. Hall since Riley was a puppy and since we first got Chloe 14 years ago. So she is fully aware that Riley is an insane cracker dog. Riley resisted the whole exam. She wouldn’t look Dr. Hall in the eyes and wouldn’t stop hassling and panting when she was trying to listen to her heart and lungs. Finally, it was time for her shots. She took her shots like a champ! One in each hip and one in each shoulder. No crying or whining there. Finally–she did SOMETHING right at the V-E-T!
Then it was time for the stuff that goes up her nose. She absolutely would not keep her snout still! She kept flailing around like she was demon possessed. Finally we got it in her nose, but it wasn’t easy. Then, it was time to go back out in the waiting room and wait for our Therapy Dogs International paperwork to be filled out and pay. She acted like nothing was wrong then…was a million times calmer. The doctor even came out to hand me the paperwork and Riley wanted to be petted and kissed her. I.N.S.A.N.E.
Dr. Hall told me that she’s not the worst dog they have there…PHEW. I said “Well, at least she doesn’t bite. That’s something.” Ha ha. I swear I’m not doing this again…for another year!