It's been a little while since we've been to the doctor, but - then again - we really don't need to see one. Which is to say that we're both fine specimens of the canus whitus smallus (a term that we just made up as a fancy way to say "Maltese") and so there's not much reason to waste time and energy in going for a visit. But, like many of the suggestions we make around the house (more stairs leading up to the couches; three meals a day instead of the starvation-level two; treats for both going outside and returning, not just returning) it was ignored and we found ourselves packed into the car with our mama and the driver.
We knew that this was not a visit to our salon, since it was dark outside and we know that we only have our hair done when the sun is out...who would be able to see how good we look if there is no light? And, we did not think that we were going to that awful New York that mama makes us go to sometimes, because she did not pack a month's worth of supplies in the car with us. It was just mama (and our driver), the two of us, and our little bags to be carried in, but we didn't even go into our bags (another reason that we were suspicious).
We drove for a really long time in the dark, and it was good that our mama had a nice warm lap for us and that we could both squeeze onto it so we were not scared at all. Except for Izzi; she was scared and shaking as badly as if the fire noise in our house was going off!
When we finally stopped, our mama tied those strings on our vests, and we got to take a walk in the very cold. We had never been to this place before. We were sure of it. There were so many new smells that we did not want to go inside, but there was a sign that we did not understand, but we made sure that we remembered the letters and here they are: Hospital for Small Animals.
When we went inside, Rozi decided that she needed to let everyone in the place know that we were there, and so she barked a big "hello hello hello" to everyone and because she liked it so much, she kept barking "hello hello hello" for the time that we were waiting and we think that the other people who were waiting really liked this because they kept looking over and shaking their heads, which we think means "good job!".
Finally, after we got a ball to play with that we didn't want to play with and so ignored, we got to go into a special room where someone named Rachel was going to look at us. First, it was Rozi's turn and she wanted to be sure that Rachel got here "hello hello hello" and so she kept saying it until she got a little tired and had to rest. It was then that Rachel gave Rozi an nice little massage, feeling her head and legs and stomach and then she was going to take Rozi's temperature. But, Rozi decided that there was something on the floor that she needed to see and so she started to jump off the table to see it but unfortunately she was caught mid-air and never did get to see the speck or whatever it was that caught her attention. Here's a picture of Rozi (resting) after everything was finished for her, to give you an idea of how far she wanted to jump down:
After the temperature was done (102.1 degrees, which is something like 5.4 kilometers or something like that), she got weighed (still under 10 pounds!) and then went into the back for a shot and to visit the doctor.
Izzi waited by herself, and from time to time scared away the other puppies that she saw through the window of our room. One of the puppies had a leg that had something on it, and our mama said that its leg was probably broken. That would be sad, except that it also meant that Izzi had a better chance of catching it if there had been a race, and that made Izzi even more excited. Finally, Rachel came back and now it was Izzi's turn. Izzi's temperature was 101.7 (or about 23.8 cubic deciliters, we think, and also the number of WFNX). She's really close to 7 pounds, Rachel said. And, so we feel pretty good that - on average - we weigh 8 1/2 pounds! Then, it was Izzi's turn to get her shots and see the doctor.
Rozi came back and then Izzi did and we all talked to the doctor, who said that we were good girls! Of course! Izzi had more trouble getting her shots, so she got a special bandage for the place where the shot was done. She didn't get to pick the color, but it does look pretty gangster, doesn't it?
It was then time to go home and since there was not much more to say, Rozi said "goodbye goodbye goodbye" about a thousand times as we waited for our paperwork, and then it was time to go home.
We were so tired from our physicals that we slept the whole way, and this time, Izzi got mama's lap all for herself while Rozi had to settle for whatever other lap was available.
We're glad that we went to the doctor, and we're even gladder that we're in such good shape, just like we told our mama. But, like she hasn't listed to us about those extra sets of stairs, she didn't listen about this visit. Oh, well.
At least Rozi got to say "hello hello hello" and "goodbye goodbye goodbye" a lot.
Yip, Arf, Arf, Yip,
Izzi & Rozi
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We drove for a really long time in the dark, and it was good that our mama had a nice warm lap for us and that we could both squeeze onto it so we were not scared at all. Except for Izzi; she was scared and shaking as badly as if the fire noise in our house was going off!
When we finally stopped, our mama tied those strings on our vests, and we got to take a walk in the very cold. We had never been to this place before. We were sure of it. There were so many new smells that we did not want to go inside, but there was a sign that we did not understand, but we made sure that we remembered the letters and here they are: Hospital for Small Animals.
When we went inside, Rozi decided that she needed to let everyone in the place know that we were there, and so she barked a big "hello hello hello" to everyone and because she liked it so much, she kept barking "hello hello hello" for the time that we were waiting and we think that the other people who were waiting really liked this because they kept looking over and shaking their heads, which we think means "good job!".
Finally, after we got a ball to play with that we didn't want to play with and so ignored, we got to go into a special room where someone named Rachel was going to look at us. First, it was Rozi's turn and she wanted to be sure that Rachel got here "hello hello hello" and so she kept saying it until she got a little tired and had to rest. It was then that Rachel gave Rozi an nice little massage, feeling her head and legs and stomach and then she was going to take Rozi's temperature. But, Rozi decided that there was something on the floor that she needed to see and so she started to jump off the table to see it but unfortunately she was caught mid-air and never did get to see the speck or whatever it was that caught her attention. Here's a picture of Rozi (resting) after everything was finished for her, to give you an idea of how far she wanted to jump down:
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| Wistfully thinking about how great it would have been to jump down from the table instead of getting put on the floor! |
After the temperature was done (102.1 degrees, which is something like 5.4 kilometers or something like that), she got weighed (still under 10 pounds!) and then went into the back for a shot and to visit the doctor.
Izzi waited by herself, and from time to time scared away the other puppies that she saw through the window of our room. One of the puppies had a leg that had something on it, and our mama said that its leg was probably broken. That would be sad, except that it also meant that Izzi had a better chance of catching it if there had been a race, and that made Izzi even more excited. Finally, Rachel came back and now it was Izzi's turn. Izzi's temperature was 101.7 (or about 23.8 cubic deciliters, we think, and also the number of WFNX). She's really close to 7 pounds, Rachel said. And, so we feel pretty good that - on average - we weigh 8 1/2 pounds! Then, it was Izzi's turn to get her shots and see the doctor.
Rozi came back and then Izzi did and we all talked to the doctor, who said that we were good girls! Of course! Izzi had more trouble getting her shots, so she got a special bandage for the place where the shot was done. She didn't get to pick the color, but it does look pretty gangster, doesn't it?
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| Did you guess? It's Izzi's bandage! |
We were so tired from our physicals that we slept the whole way, and this time, Izzi got mama's lap all for herself while Rozi had to settle for whatever other lap was available.
We're glad that we went to the doctor, and we're even gladder that we're in such good shape, just like we told our mama. But, like she hasn't listed to us about those extra sets of stairs, she didn't listen about this visit. Oh, well.
At least Rozi got to say "hello hello hello" and "goodbye goodbye goodbye" a lot.
Yip, Arf, Arf, Yip,
Izzi & Rozi
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