I hate to report bad news, but I went back to the vet and I’ve lost weight! I’m taking my medicine like a good boy, and Pop says I eat like a horse, which is silly, because horses don’t eat fish and chicken!
They took some more of my blood, and told MA to give me all the food I want! They’ll call when the blood tests come back.
It was an exciting day, all in all. First, MA and I had a great wrestling match. She won, and I did go into the carry crate. Then, on the way, a turn was sharper than MA thought and my crate slid all the way across the back seat of her car and turned halfway over! She said, “Oh! Oh! It’s just like The Poseidon Adventure! Oh, poor baby!” She stopped the car right on the road and got out and moved me to the front seat.
When I got to Old Capital Veterinary Hospital, I wouldn’t come out of the crate. MA and Bob coaxed me out, and Bob weighed me. Here’s a picture of him. It’s a little blurry, because he doesn’t stand still much!
On the way home, MA came to an intersection, and it’s a good thing she was paying attention, because a guy ran a stop sign and would have hit her if she hadn’t put on the brakes! I felt kind of bad, because I was distracting her, complaining about having to go to the vet, but she stopped and the guy backed up and we went on. She wasn’t even mad at me! She wasn’t even mad at the guy. She said, “We all do it sometimes. We’re all just lucky nobody got hurt this time.”
When we got home, MA gave Amidala and me some salmony stuff. I’m ‘xhausted.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: What do you do to distract your human? Did it ever get you in trouble?