Yesterday was my dog's annual vet check-up. As you can tell from the photo- she was not thrilled about it. I wasn't thrilled either. I'm not a mom. I know having a baby and having a dog are not the same. BUT... I do relate with those early stage doctor visits. It's impossible to explain to a pup that the shots will hurt for a second, but they're good for her in the long run. I can't explain that she shouldn't freak out about her nails being trimmed, and it will only last a minute. It's hard to see my sweet girl scared and confused, knowing there's nothing I can do to help. Callie is getting older, too, and so her vet visits are getting more expensive. This time, the vet recommended that we schedule a dental procedure. Every time I take her to the vet, I get a little more concerned that something serious will be wrong. My husband and I often marvel at how odd it is that we have this creature living with us. She's a member of our family whom we love and we know loves us, but she doesn't speak any English, and only understands a few words of it... yet somehow seems to understand our needs better than most humans. |
Trips to the vet remind me that our time with Callie is finite, and that as each year passes, we need to continue to love her while she's here, but also prepare ourselves to cope with the loss when she leaves us.
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3/8/2019 08:14:56 pm
What a sweet doggy! Your ending tugged at my heartstrings, as intended of course. Enjoy every minute with your precious pup.
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Tracey
3/9/2019 08:27:29 am
Those eyebrows say at all!
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Susan M Kennedy
3/9/2019 01:49:38 pm
I have a fur friend as well. She's turning grey at 7 and hope that she will be with me for a long time. She doesn't actually speak English, but she knows a lot of words.
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