OMD! Get me outta here!
OK so today's vet visit was just an injection.
No biggy!
NO BIGGY?!?
Who am I trying to pup?
OMD! As soon as I was 'dragged' into the building I was trying to head back out again!
Not even the squeaky toys, rows of dog food or my own tennis ball could calm me.
I had the 'humiliation' of being weighed
(and no I am not letting on!)
And then I met the vet. I was really nervous and even refused the food he offered!
(I know, I know! What was I thinking!)
Then came the consultation, it wasn't to bad, I just clung to the table for dear life and pretended to be invisible BOL
And the injection?
Never felt a thing!
So maybe going to the vets isn't such a bad thing?
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