Blame It On the Dog

Cutting the cheese. Breaking wind. Blow a gasket. Let a butt burp. Cookin' some eggs. Crop dusting. Splitting the seam. Blowing a trouser trumpet. Tooting your own horn.

You know what I'm talking about.

Everyone has done it and if you have a dog, you probably blamed it on him or her if he or she was in the room.

Today, we went to Dr. Hottie today for annual check ups and any required vaccinations. This year we started a limited vaccination schedule as my research found that it isn't necessary to vaccinate your dogs every year as long as the titer levels are kept at a normal level. After discussing this with my vet, he agreed that we could go the "alternative" route with everything except Lepto and Rabies (for this year) as he has seen many cases of both in our area within the last three months and he would prefer to do these two and titer test for the rest. I agreed.

Seka went first. She stood up on the examination table like a champ, even though her leg shook the whole time. Dr. Westmoreland took a look at her corn foot and peeled off the hard scab that had formed over the surgical area. The area under it is soft and still tender, but the good news is we don't think the corn is growing back! Seka had blood taken for her snap test and her shot like a champ. No big whoop.

Roxy was up next. Now my vet picks up my girls one might pick up a goat - one arm under the belly and one arm around the chest. It makes it easier to get all four of those long legs on the exam table. As soon as Dr. Westmoreland picked up Roxy, she let one rip that was so loud that Seka hid her head in the corner behind me in embarrassment. The vet tech actually thought the vet had "let one go". The vet thought the vet tech had "dropped a bomb." And Roxy just hung her head in shame as she stood up on the exam table as the whole room exploded in laughter. Roxy isn't the silent but deadly type.

It was one time that the dog tried to blame it on the human, but unfortunately for my tiny girl, it didn't work.