As many of you have read in my previous posts Marty H-A-T-E-S the vet. Nothing personal to the vet...the place, the experience..yada yada yada. We avoid going at all costs and at his last visit the vet suggested perhaps we could find someone who did home visits for him....sigh.
Anyhow last week we got a card in the mail that said Marty was overdue for his shots? WHAT???? I couldn't believe it. Now it was only by a week, but still! I scolded myself and decided to give taking him in another shot. P was suppossed to meet me, but then had to work over. Drat. So I had to rush home, get him in the car and over to the vet. When we walked in the door he had second thoughts. I pushed him in and he got on the scale. Next stop, the exam room where he hide under the corner seat. Then in comes vet and tech and up on table he goes. Checked his ears, eyes, heart....well he made a lot of noise for that part. Then they tried to look at his teeth. Not going to happen. Now comes the shots. I say..he hates being restrained...let's loosen the hold and see what happens...and one shot, two shots. Phew. THEN the vet wanted to do bloodwork for heartworm and a Senior panel. AND IT WORKED.
I tell you he PRANCED out of there!
They called back last night and said the panel came back perfect! Yeah!