You're Taking Us Where?

A couple of weeks ago, we got one of those little postcards in the mail from the vet's office.  It was a reminder that Bunny and Lilac were both due for some booster shots and a yearly check.  So, today was the day I loaded them up and took them in.  From the beginning, I should have known how it would go when I found myself taking Blueberry along so she wouldn't be disappointed about being left at home while Bunny and Lilac got to go somewhere.  I tried talking her out of it, but she was sure it was going to be some grand adventure.  On our way over, I believe the conversation was something that would prove as another hint to me.

Lilac:  Where are you taking me?  Why do I have to go?

Blueberry:  Where are we going?  I can't believe you didn't want to take me!

Bunny:  Who cares where we're going?  I just want them to pet me!

Me:  We're just taking a little trip to the vet.  It's no big deal and it will be over in no time. 

Lilac:  The vet?!  You interrupted a perfectly good nap for a trip to the torture chamber?  Take me home this minute!

Blueberry:  The vet?!  It smells funny in there!

Bunny:  The vet?!  Alright!  They love petting me in there!

Me:  They only need to see Bunny and Lilac.  Blueberry, you're staying in the van.

Lilac:  I'll stay in the van!

Blueberry:  I never get to go anywhere!

Bunny:  Alright!  I'm going in!

Lilac:  You puppy!  It's the VET!  Do you know what they do to dogs in there?

Bunny:  They love to pet me and there's a cat buffet in the back!  They always forget to give me my cat, but I'm sure they'll remember this time!
We arrived and I took Bunny in with me first.  I decided to let Lilac rest in the van since standing for a long time is hard for her and I knew she wouldn't relax and lay down on a dog bed.  Bunny was weighed and then we were escorted into the dog room.  She was very concerned by the sound of a crying dog and cat on the other side of the door.

Then, Dr. Sherry came in and we talked a little bit about the girls.  She gave Bunny the obligatory pets and fussed over her cuteness.  Soon they led her into the back to the elevator table to do the exam.  One thing I really like about our vet's office is that they always let me go in the back with the dogs.  It's never a secret about what's going on back there.  They are also very greyhound-savvy and the head vet there was in charge of the animals at the local zoo for a long time.  It's nice to know they're in good hands.

Of course, when it was over, Bunny waited expectantly for her treat from the cat buffet, but she walked out gracefully when no cats were offered yet again.  All in all, even though she slipped on the table a little, she was still as happy when we left as when we went in. 

After I took Bunny out to the car, it was Lilac's turn.  I didn't take any pictures of Lilac in there because I had to hold on to her.  The floors are a bit slick and I worry about her falling.  She also gets tired quickly these days and needs a bit of help to stand up, so I was holding on to her.  In true grand dame style, she had to leave an editorial comment by pooping on the floor as I paid for their services for the day.  Why she felt I needed that little stroke of embarrassment, I don't know, but it seems to be her trend of visiting the vet's office.  At least they are very understanding about such things there!

The best part is that both of them are very healthy girls.  There were no problems with either of them and they're both caught up on booster shots.  They also both got pedicures and a clean bill of health.  Fortunately, we also returned home without any cats!