It was just a quick check up, and thankfully they stayed mostly at my front end and nothing was placed where it didn't belong, if you get my drift. I'm in perfect health; no parasites, perfect teeth, clean ears, strong heartbeat, all my organs where they're suppose to be, great muscle tone. I'm in perfect condition and weigh in at a delicate 10lbs, 8ozs.
I was very well behaved in the waiting room and during check out, but once we headed into the room all bets where off. I didn't want anything to do with anyone besides Mom and Sweetie (who came along to photograph the ordeal and lend me some much needed moral support), and was a quivering ball of nerves. I'm usually a confident and aloof girl, but not this day! I wanted Mommy. DM: Even nervous, Nola thankfully has a fairly even temper and complied perfectly with the exam. I was quaking in my proverbial boots (DM: actually, she was shaking in my boobs; she firmly situated herself on my chest and had to be pried off).
It wound up not being too terribly bad, in the end. I didn't get probed, and I didn't get any shots since we're doing limited vaccines and I'll be getting my last or second to last set (excluding the 3 year rabies) next year, and we went to WhatABurger afterwards. I ate fries (DM: With ketchup. My mother insisted that's what little Kielbasa wanted) and nearly half of Mom's burger. There are few things in this world that can't be fixed with a little fast food, in my opinion.
|"Look, ma! Here comes another Dachshund. Wow, he's an older fellow. And chunky. "|
"B, not everyone can be the super model you are. But you're right; unless he has a medical condition he should NOT look like that."
|I heard my name. What do they want with me?|
|Oh shit! I know what happens here! GET ME THE HELL OUTTA DODGE!|
|If I close my eyes, none of this is going on. Denial is just a river in Egypt.|
|DM: I literally had to pry her off me. Her paws where wrapped around my arm and/or shoved down my shirt.|
|NO NO NO NO NO NO!|
|"What is the matter with you?! Didn't your mother ever tell you it's rude to go shouting a lady's weight?"|
|And at checkout, a model citizen.|
|Thank dog, let's leave.|
|That was exhausting.|
Kisses and Tail Wags,