Faulkner
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Daisy turned 3 years old a couple of months back and it's time for her annual checkup with Doc Angie, our local veterinarian. Daisy really likes Doc Angie and, being in a small community, we see her often around and at various events and gatherings about town. Whenever we see Doc Angie she gets down and pets and dotes on Daisy, who of course eats it up. As a result, Daisy is usually excited when I tell her it time to go see Doc Angie.
So, we went in for our appointment earlier this week and were led to an examination room by a vet tech and she told us Doc Angie would be right in. Sure enough, in just a couple of minutes she came in and kneeled down and Daisy went right up to her for some loving.
"Wow Daisy," she said, "you're looking good." Although Daisy seemed to think she was getting a good petting, Doc Angie was actually doing part of the examination.
"Your coat looks really good Daisy, and you've got good muscle tone too."
"Yep, we went to the creek late yesterday afternoon for a bath and we either play Frisbee or kickball just about every afternoon," I told Doc Angie. "Plus, she keeps busy making sure the squirrels stay up in the trees."
As Doc Angie continued to check Daisy's teeth and gums, she stealthily reached into her smock coat pocket and pulled out a couple of syringes. "Okay Daisy, can you sit for me?" Daisy sat. Doc Angie held out her hand and said, "Daisy, shake," and Daisy reach out her paw and when she did Doc Angie took one of the syringes and drew blood for testing as Daisy sat there and watched. When she finished the blood draw she told her, "good girl Daisy, that didn't hurt a bit." She then pulled out a cotton ball and a piece of elastic tape and wrapped it up. I think Daisy was kind of proud of her wrapped wound.
Doc Angie stood up as Daisy sat there and said, "Daisy, can you stand up?" Daisy didn't move and Doc Angie looked over at me so I said, "Daisy, up!" and she immediately stood up. At that point Doc Angie bent over and stuck the other pre loaded syringe into Daisy's hip while she petted her on the head, and again Daisy made no notice of it.
When she finished with the shot and pulled it out she reached into her pocket for something and said, "uh oh, Daisy, I forgot something, I'll be right back." She left the room and as she did I snapped my fingers and Daisy came over to me and turned to sit watching the door for Doc Angie to return.
As we waited on Doc Angie's return I said, "this is not so bad, is it?" Daisy continued to sit staring at the door.
After another moment I said, just to keep her calm, "don't worry girl, Doc Angie will be right back." Daisy sat focused on the door.
After a few more moments I said with a chuckle, "you now what, I bet she just forgot that long Q tip . . . "
Daisy immediately turned to look at me and the look on her face let me know she didn't think that was very funny.
So, we went in for our appointment earlier this week and were led to an examination room by a vet tech and she told us Doc Angie would be right in. Sure enough, in just a couple of minutes she came in and kneeled down and Daisy went right up to her for some loving.
"Wow Daisy," she said, "you're looking good." Although Daisy seemed to think she was getting a good petting, Doc Angie was actually doing part of the examination.
"Your coat looks really good Daisy, and you've got good muscle tone too."
"Yep, we went to the creek late yesterday afternoon for a bath and we either play Frisbee or kickball just about every afternoon," I told Doc Angie. "Plus, she keeps busy making sure the squirrels stay up in the trees."
As Doc Angie continued to check Daisy's teeth and gums, she stealthily reached into her smock coat pocket and pulled out a couple of syringes. "Okay Daisy, can you sit for me?" Daisy sat. Doc Angie held out her hand and said, "Daisy, shake," and Daisy reach out her paw and when she did Doc Angie took one of the syringes and drew blood for testing as Daisy sat there and watched. When she finished the blood draw she told her, "good girl Daisy, that didn't hurt a bit." She then pulled out a cotton ball and a piece of elastic tape and wrapped it up. I think Daisy was kind of proud of her wrapped wound.
Doc Angie stood up as Daisy sat there and said, "Daisy, can you stand up?" Daisy didn't move and Doc Angie looked over at me so I said, "Daisy, up!" and she immediately stood up. At that point Doc Angie bent over and stuck the other pre loaded syringe into Daisy's hip while she petted her on the head, and again Daisy made no notice of it.
When she finished with the shot and pulled it out she reached into her pocket for something and said, "uh oh, Daisy, I forgot something, I'll be right back." She left the room and as she did I snapped my fingers and Daisy came over to me and turned to sit watching the door for Doc Angie to return.
As we waited on Doc Angie's return I said, "this is not so bad, is it?" Daisy continued to sit staring at the door.
After another moment I said, just to keep her calm, "don't worry girl, Doc Angie will be right back." Daisy sat focused on the door.
After a few more moments I said with a chuckle, "you now what, I bet she just forgot that long Q tip . . . "
Daisy immediately turned to look at me and the look on her face let me know she didn't think that was very funny.
