Thursday, May 28, 2009

At the Doctors

Blood TestDad took me into work today. That's a sure sign that I'm gonna be poked and prodded by the vet later. Especially as I didn't get any breakfast before we left for work.

On the way in the car I got sick. Dad said it looked like whipped egg whites as I'd not had any thing to eat. I managed to slip over in it and got it all over me before we got into the office. Dad wasn't too impressed as it made me very smelly through the day, bleurgh! He tried to clean me up as best you can with a paper towel and water, but the smell stayed behind.

We went out into the town centre at lunchtime. Thursdays are market days and the town is full of people. I was on my very best behaviour and walked good as gold by dad's side. I think dad likes taking me into town on Thursdays. He thinks it's much easier to walk through the crowd as they seem more eager to move out of the way when I'm with him. It must be the smell?

Market Day
At the vets I got a good going over, ears, eyes and gums etc. It's all very confusing as they try to make me stand where they want. I wish they'd make up their minds - so I just lie down here and let them get on with it.

The vet couldn't find anything wrong - and the "bobble head" didn't show itself, so we're going to have to try to catch it on camera. The vet's going to talk with a specialist, even if we can't afford to go see them ourselves, just to get some additional advice.

They took some blood to send off for a liver function test, so we should get some results next week. They also asked about vaccinations... dad politely skipped the issue for now. No doubt he'll be talking with them about it later though.

I also got weighed again. I tried all the lady like tricks of one foot on the floor and leaning on the wall, but didn't get away with it. I weighed in at just over 45kgs, which is an improvement, and more like what I should be.

Dad treated me with his leftover chicken tonight, just as a way of praising me for being so good all day.


  1. Hello there Roxy,

    We're relieved to hear that the V-E-T didn't find anyting wrong with you. Let's hope bobble head goes away in due time.

    We thinks ppl edge out of the way when you walk with your dad is because they're scared of you! I know we all edge out of Joe's (our resident rottie) way when he comes barging past.

    Our Joe also had his fair share of health problems. Infact out of the entire pack he's probably spent the most time at the V-E-T recovering. When he was little it was Parvovirus (even if he had his vaccines) which he miraculously recovered (even the V-E-T was amazed). Then was some intestinal blockage which he had major surgery.

    He's spent so much time at the V-E-T that he honestly likes visiting the V-E-T!

    Licks and Wags

    Tuffy and the Dog WOods Pack

  2. That was a very vivid description of vomit [in other words, it created a very clear mental image...yeck] *g*.

    I'm glad that, so far, there haven't been any problems--I'm sure everyone needs a break!

    Best wishes