First let me tells you dat I dozn’t hates seein da V-E-T , just dunt likes da drivin to gets der.
Human2 comed home from werk really early today wif a neat noo fing so when herz putted it down and unzipped it I wented inside to inspect it. Affer I gotted comfy herz zipped me up insides it. Not a problem until i was picked up and we wented to da car.
I did fills up dis carrier (gud fing it wuz only a borrowed carrier….we gonna haz to gets me a bigger doggy one), but I wuz comfy inside.
I did meow and meow da whole way to da vets, but Human2 did no turn da car around. Did herz no understand me or wuz herz ignoring me?
I finks herz wuz ignoring me. Pffffft!
Da doctor did checks me out and sez ma heart sounds good and dat I apparently haz a healthy appetite….wot ever did herz means by dat?
I wuz a real good boy until herz tried to inspekt ma backside. I did NO likes dat no way no how!!! But since I wuz der cause of poppy problems I guess herz hads to check every fing, but man o man. (Herz wuz makin sure I did no haz an expanded colon or pouch dat traps da poopy — I okai just needs sum meds.)
But even worse den da butt examinashuns wuz da big scale…ut O!
I iz 23.7 pounds. I guess dat wot da doctor meaned by a healthy appetites?!
Dis big pills iz wot da V-E-T did gib me to halp fix ma problem. Fank goodness I doz not haz to eats dem big fings dey gets to be mixed up in ma wet fuds.
I am SO fankful da da doctor lady did no sez i had to go on a diet! Hpefully I will be all betterer in a few days. Keeps dem paws crossed fur me okai?