Usually Sugar adores riding in the car, especially when we end up at the park, the groomer's or the vet's. Today she just whined the whole trip, then behaved badly in the waiting area of the vets office, barking sharply at everyone who came through the door. She paced nervously, cowered and shook, jumped up and down from the wooden bench seats, and all around was a pain. It was all Drew and I could do to keep her contained. She would only tolerate being close by and stroked for short times before she was off on a rampage.
I was really concerned that she would be so crazy the vet would not be able to get anywhere near her. Imagine my surprise when we were called to the examination room, and she went docilely, jumped politely up on the scales, and proceeded to allow the vet to poke and prod and fuss with her teeth and her eyes and give her a shot and take blood - all without so much as a whimper! She sat prim and proper like a cultured young lady, glancing knowingly about as if she did this everyday. Go figure. She is in great health other than a bit of a heart murmur which we will watch.
Back in the waiting area, it was another story completely. She was back to feisty and complaining and straining at her leash. I sent her to the car with Drew while I took care of the bill. Maybe I should go back to daytime appointments instead of evening ones. Apparently the rowdy crowd comes out at night. Meanwhile, continue the flea and heartworm treatments and come back next year when her rabies shot needs updating.
I was really concerned that she would be so crazy the vet would not be able to get anywhere near her. Imagine my surprise when we were called to the examination room, and she went docilely, jumped politely up on the scales, and proceeded to allow the vet to poke and prod and fuss with her teeth and her eyes and give her a shot and take blood - all without so much as a whimper! She sat prim and proper like a cultured young lady, glancing knowingly about as if she did this everyday. Go figure. She is in great health other than a bit of a heart murmur which we will watch.
Back in the waiting area, it was another story completely. She was back to feisty and complaining and straining at her leash. I sent her to the car with Drew while I took care of the bill. Maybe I should go back to daytime appointments instead of evening ones. Apparently the rowdy crowd comes out at night. Meanwhile, continue the flea and heartworm treatments and come back next year when her rabies shot needs updating.
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