Owie Day

 Ouch! What a day!

Today we got to see one of our favorite but not favorite people, Dr. Astrid. We love when we get to see her but we also know that we sometimes have to get tests and things that we do not like; today was one of those days.

It started out like any other day: we woke up and we went for a nice morning walk with our mama and got a chance to stretch our legs before a nice breakfast and a day of napping and barking at any car or person or plant that moved in our courtyard. But, before we could even start to sniff the air for the smells and listen for the sounds of breakfast (chicken being boiled or bacon being cut into little pieces or yummy cans of food being opened), we were being bundled up and taken outside again. With no breakfast!

Izzi got to wear her chic French outfit, but Rozi toughed it out with just her pretty pink harness. Soon, we were going into our mama's car and Izzi got to be bundled up like a little babushka while Rozi had to settle for our mama's scarf to keep her happy. But, she wasn't happy. (Here's a secret that you may not know: Rozi doesn't like being in a car.) We drove and drove and drove and we didn't know where it was that we were going? 

To see our friends at the groomer? Not likely, since we were just there a few weeks ago. 

On a vacation trip? Probably not, since we have not been on a long drive since we moved to our new house (our mama has said something about "Cow vid" which we think means that there are videos of cows that are scary and because of which we should not go out. Alone. Because - you know - maybe the cows in the video will be there.)


We both realized that we were going in a direction that meant it was time to see Dr. Astrid again, even though we just saw her a few weeks ago (and we did really well and when we got home our mama gave us treats!). So, we each settled in for the drive, despite being a little anxious: Izzi curled up on mama's lap in a little ball and Rozi standing up and barking and barking and barking (not to worry: she took breaths every now and then).

When we stopped, we were confused. This was not the place that we usually saw our doctor. Our mama told us, though, that the doctor and her friends had moved to a new place and that we would enjoy being in such a new place. We trusted our mama (of course) and we waited to be escorted to the waiting room.

Soon, Dr. Astrid came in and took Rozi for her special treatment. Izzi had to wait all alone, worried about her little sister. When Rozi's turn was over, it was time for Izzi to have the special work and Rozi had to wait all alone,  worried about her big sister. It was good to have each other to be with as we tried to relax (no nice blue blanked or bed) and wait for our mama to pick us up.

Both of us have sore mouths. Our mama says that we had some boo boo teeth and that Dr. Astrid had to take them away but the good news is that our mouths will feel better in a few days!. And our mama says that we cannot have "hard food" for a while and that's okay because our mama is such a good cook that we know that we are going to have some yummy (and soft! food as we recover from today.

Rozi also had to have a little dot taken off her eyelid, and it didn't hurt a bit. But, because our mama does not want her to touch it, she has to wear this weird design Elizabethan collar, so she's pretending that she's Queen Elizabeth I (of course she would not be Queen Elizabeth II, since that queen has Corgis, not Maltese). It will be a tough few days but Rozi says she can be a good girl and not touch the place that she is not supposed to touch.







Anyway, we're home now and happy to be back with all of our stuff, like our blankets and our toys and our couch and our rug and soon our bed.

But, most importantly, we're back with our mama!!!

Arf, Arf, Yip, Yip,

Izzi & Rozi

Comments