It happened. I went to the vets office. I thought something was fishy because I had been reading that alot of you had been going for your annual check ups. I guess my time was up, ha roo!
Humm... I am supposed to go through the door straight ahead, but the door to the left that leaves the office looks good too....
Here I am checking out the exam room. Mmmm treats!
Waiting patiently... but when they came to get me, I refused to go with them. I put on ALL four breaks, ha roo!
So after the poking, prodding, and stealing my blood, I got my all clear from my sweet vet. OH! Thank goodness I did my business this morning because they used that for a fecal float instead of poking me in the furry you know what! So, that is a good thing right?
Anyroo - Happy for the good report and I am done with the vets for another year :)
Friday, June 26, 2009