Yesterday I had a surprise trip in the car, I thought we were going to the park … maybe visiting family, or perhaps going to the pet shop. No! I wasn’t going to any of those nice places. I was being taken to the VETS! Now all pets know of this nasty place. The last time I was there the vets almost killed me! My people weren’t happy at all. Still I am told every year I need to get my injections.
I went into the reception and we were told to have a seat. I sat on my person’s knee trembling, she was nice and comforted me. I felt a bit better when I met a little Schnauzer, we had a little chat but then went back to our own people.
Eventually I was called in. I was plonked unceremoniously on to a black table and as I tried to hide in my persons coat I was dragged out again by a person I had never met before! I was manhandled and poked and prodded and the vet looked at my person and said ‘he looks like a Papillon but he is a little big’. The man was doubting what I am. My person told we do have the certificate saying I was a Pap, and that I wasn’t wanted because of a few defects, but my people didn’t realise size was one of them nor did I. They all agree it doesn’t matter what I am, they love me none the less. (I felt so loved then :D)
After all of that he then took a HUGE and I mean Huge! Okay quite a small needle, and proceeded to jab me with it. I screamed in pain and it made the vet jump and pull the needle out to quick! I didn’t go to bite him I didn’t even turn my head towards him I just squeaked. The stupid man then had to finish what was left in the needle else I would have been done properly. I was stabbed twice!
I was taken away and then another car journey later we were i the pet shop. I was allowed to pick my favorite chew which I carried to the car on my own. So it cancelled it all out. I hope you all don’t have nasty vets stories but I bet you do, silly vets.