Tuesday, February 23, 2010
BODY ARMOR, by Mel
The reason I had to go to Dr. Patricia's office was that I had to get a heartworm test, plus also a fecal test. And then it turned out that I hadn't had a complete blood panel for three years, so Mom decided I should get one of those, too, even though she is feeling broke because it's the end of the month, and she didn't want to pay for it. Oh, and I got weighed and had my toenails trimmed, and Dr. Patricia examined me.
Mostly I was pretty good, except when Dr. Patricia was looking in my mouth at my teeth, which she was trying to do even though I was wearing a muzzle. So I got freaked out and tried to bite her, but I was not successful because of the muzzle and also because Nurse Debbie was holding me. But otherwise, I was a good boy and did not try to bite anybody.
Finally, when the whole ordeal was over, and Mom and I got to go home. But I started thinking that it would be useful for a timid dog such as myself to have some sort of protective armor to wear when he has to go to the vet's office. So I did a little research online to see what I could come up with.
Now I just have to figure out how to measure myself so I can get the right size.