Last week, Mom took a day off to spend with family in from California. It was a perfect Autumn day, so we decided to meet them at another local state park. It was beeeautiful! We had a picknic, and I even scored some chicken from those feeling sorry for me. After that, we went on a nice, long walk down to a river, where Mom let me cool off. No. I didn't get wet. I'm not crazy.
Mom is all stressed today, cuz I have to spend all day at the Vet getting my teeth cleaned. Apparently, they have to make me go to sleep for a while. Doesn't sound so bad to me, but mom doesn't like it. She says she won't get much work done today thinking about me. Well, I think she should be thinking about me all-day, everyday anyway. The most traumatic part will be that I have to be kenneled, which reminds me of the Humane Society where Mom got me. Mom says she's going to cover the car where I sit, in case I throw up on the way home. I have a bit of a nervous stomach! Any other pups have to go through this dreaded teeth cleaning at the Vet? How bad was it?