Dog Life

Yesterday I took my dog, Norman to the vet for his yearly checkup. In the previous times he has gone to the vet he has been a hand full, so I asked my mom to come along with me for back up. As soon as we walked into the vet’s office, he began to panic.  I check him in, got his weight and they put us in a room. He was clearly stressed, he started to shake and shiver; shedding hair like it’s going out of style. I sat on the floor with him, which helped. My mom and I were talking to him, petting him in hopes of claiming his nerves.

The vet tech came in and he tried to hide behind me; I told the tech that he didn’t like the table and it would only lead to further stress on his part. So she examined him on the floor as best as she could. He didn’t allow her to get his temperature, or for her to even touch him. I tried to show her his teeth and inside his ears as best as I could. She left and we waited for the doctor to come in. During this time we got him to calm down, he actually sat calmly on the floor while we waited. He looked relaxed and at peace that we were there with him.

Then the doctor came in, she was unable to get on the floor due to her back problems, so he had no choice but to go up on the table. Which lead to him being instantly panicked and stressed again; the vet tech had to hold him down because he tried multiple times to jump off the table. Which would have resulted in him probably breaking his legs; he wiggled trying to get away but he couldn’t. I tried petting him to help calm him but that did not seem to help. He allowed the vet to examine him, as if he had a choice. She finished the exam and it was time for his shots; this visit he had to get 4. He took them like a champ, and got a treat at the end; which he would only take from my mom since she did not part take in the shots of the exam. Norman was mad at me all day, but he got over it when he wanted mama cuddles.

This morning his shoulder seems to be sore, and he hasn’t eaten anything. I am going to keep a close eye on him today; I may end up calling the vet just to be sure that he doesn’t need to go back. He is resting now, so we’ll see how the day goes.

He can be very dramatic when he wants to be, but he can also be just as loving. He doesn’t understand that mama takes him to the vet because I love him and not to torture him.

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