Bubsy: Well I see you survived your visit to the vet, sissy.
Sissy: Barely! And I mean...just barely. It was not a fun experience.
Bubsy: Mom, said it was eventful. What happened?
Sissy: When we arrived and they took us to the exam room, mom was told my chart had a note in it that stated I'm a "naughty pup". So most of what needed to be done for the day would take place in a back room. I'm sassy, not naughty. Get it right, people! How have I ever been that naughty to need to be moved to the back room? A few boisterous outbursts when a vet is trying to shoot you and you are labelled as a naughty pup. It's rather unfair if you ask me. But whatever!ð
Bubsy: So then what happened?
Sissy: The vet came in to greet me and chat with mom about me. I may or may not have been disagreeable with the vet as he chatted and tried to examine me. I wasn't into moving the way he wanted me to move. But then again, how could I really move too much because the nurse was holding onto me. I got frustrated with all this checking on me so first I decided to flip out when the stethoscope came near me. Then the vet tried to check my woo-hoo...no way. No one checks my woo-hoo. I promptly peed. And the nurse was holding me, so I peed on the nurse. Not a lot, just a tiny bit.
Bubsy: ðą OH MY DOGNESS! SISSY, WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO WITH YOU?
Sissy: I feel no shame. Let that be a lesson to the vet and the nurse,l. Don’t look at my woo-hoo. Don't go near my precious feet either. I wouldn't let either the vet or the nurse touch my precious feet the whole time either.
Bubsy: I can't believe you, sissy. You are something else.ððŽ
Sissy: I am a national treasure, big bro. A pure treasure.
Bubsy: So it appears you didn't improve your reputation at the vet.
Sissy: Nope, probably not. Don't care! I'd just prefer they consider me to be sassy and not naughty.ðĪŠ
Bubsy: Not sure that will happen. I think peeing on the nurse will firmly keep the "naughty pup" comment on your vet chart.
Sissy: Fine by me. Stop messing with me and I won't pee on you.
Bubsy: Mom said you are now the most embarrassing pet to take to the vet.
Sissy: That's fine with me too. I'll embrace it. I'm sure our big bro Simon is thankful that I have taken over that spot as "mom's most embarrassing little pup to take to the vet".
Bubsy: Well sissy, we should get going. The Stars game is coming on. We need a win. We need to get one step closer to that Stanley Cup. I want to use it as a giant dog bowl. LOL! Just kidding! ðð
Perhaps I only look sweet and innocent! ð
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