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4/27/14 A Shot In the Butt, Part 2

Between all the painting (which is now thankfully done), re-covering the kitchen chairs, and general weekend havoc, I paid a trip to Dr. W. at Oak Forest Animal Clinic.  It was time for my yearly vaccinations and a physical and dental check-up.

Jamie, Mom and I arrived a little bit early.  We were shown into the exam room and then it was time to wait for the Vet, just like you humans wait for your doctors.

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I was a little nervous but excited.  I didn’t know what to expect.  The door shut and suddenly, I heard a very deep, very loud, WOOF from behind the closed door.  The WOOF!ing kept up.  I heard the doctor talking to this very vocal patient.  I know the dog was big.  I just don’t know how big!  Anyway, when I realized I couldn’t open the door and take a peek, I flopped down on the floor to wait.

Soon the barker left and a short time later, a very nice, good-smelling young lady came into the room and helped Mom lift me onto the table.  I was very affectionate and gave lots of kisses.  Within a couple of minutes Dr. Craig Welbourne came into the room and the exam started.  He exclaimed over my good muscles and teeth.  He tried to take my heart beat with the silver necklace, but I thought he wanted to wrestle and so I played around a bit.  Dr. W. looked at the dent in my side and said it was OK. 

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(You can see the dent a bit in this picture.)

Dr. W. gave me two injections, for Rabies and Distemper, and then came the surprise.  I needed a blood test!  I had never had one.  Dr. W. wrapped a piece of a rubbery band around my foreleg and stuck the needle in.  Jamie said, “You should have seen the look on your face!” It hurt a bit, and I realized in my Pitbull wisdom that it would behoove me to sit very, very, still.  So I did.  Mom was shocked!  She thought I would fight the good Doctor, but I did not.  I got a lot of tasty treats for behaving, and Mom got a little bottle to put a poop sample in the next time I went outside.  Lucky Mom!   I was ready to go home.

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(Can we leave yet?!)

Overall, I had a great visit with the best Vet in the world!  Mom got all the test results back the next day and I am fine from teeth to tail. 

Thank you, Dr. Welbourne and Oak Forest Animal Clinic!  Woof!  Love, Maggie

1/17/14 Another Visit to the Vet

I saw Mom putting on her coat and thought she was going to lock me in the crate.  So I started skulking around, looking up at her through the top of my forehead with my patented “pathetic” look.  But to my surprise, she put my coat on too, and drove me to see Dr. W. at Oak Forest Animal Clinic.  Mom had noticed a slight indentation on my side (well, actually, it looks like someone lobbed a tennis ball at me) and was very worried.  But it turned out to be nothing serious.

When we got to the clinic, I had a good sniff around, and then a nice lady with a big tabby cat in a carrier came in and sat down right next to us.  The lady asked if she could pet me, and I licked her hand.  I looked in the carrier, but didn’t say anything to the tabby.

Pretty soon, we were in the little room with the big table.  Mom says the big table is also a scale, but I have never seen any numbers.  Up I went onto the table and shortly thereafter devoted all my attention to trying to jump off.  Mom wouldn’t let me.  Then Dr. W. came in with his cheerful assistant. I stood right up and wagged my tail around and around like a propeller.  Unfortunately, Mom was standing directly behind me at this point, and she got her nose beat pretty bad.  Thwap!  Thwap!  Thwap!

Dr. W. and his helper spent a very long time with me.  He checked me carefully all over, including ears, eyes, nose, and teeth.  He rubbed and pressed on the little dent in my side, but it didn’t hurt a bit.  The doctor even checked between my toes and rubbed the pads of my feet.  He pinched little pieces of my fur and looked carefully at my skin.  I got all excited and wound up by this “play” behavior.  Dr. W. said I have one speed – fast.

Finally, he said that he thought I had sustained some sort of injury by bumping into something, either in play or by my Hairy Bullet behavior outside, and that caused the dent, which might fill in.  “We’ll keep an eye on it,” he said. 

Dr. W. also said he had never seen a dog with such great muscle tone, and gave me a “100%” for heart, breathing, weight, appearance, in short – he said I was a beautiful dog in perfect health (except for seasonal allergies!)

I’m very happy that I’m such a healthy dog!  Now…for some Hairy Bulleting around!  Woof!  Love, Maggie