Eureka Dog Blog

Cooper da Dog here.  Me Mommy, oops sorry.  My Mom is going to help me write this.  The words are mine.  She will just help.  I am just learning.

Me…oops….I mean I.  I had to go to the vet.  I hurt my leg.  I tried to lick it and make it better but it didn’t work.

The floor there is very slippery.  I don’t like it.  I get nervous and slip and slide around on it.

There is a weird smell there too.  I don’t mean the animals.  I like smelling the dogs and cats.  I don’t like that other smell.  My daddy says it’s cleaner.  I don’t like it.  I think it smells like medicine.  I can also smell the sick animals.  My nose is much stronger than my parents.  I feel sad for the sick animals.  I wonder if the VET made them sick.  I hope that doesn’t happen to me.

Then they take me in the little room.  They close the door.  I feel trapped.  I don’t like it.  I know someone will come in and do something to me.

The door opens.  A lady comes in.  She pretends to be nice.  She pets me and says all sorts of nice things to me.  But I know what is coming.  She’s not really nice.  She’s just pretending.  I know she has that thing my parents call a thermometer.  She’s going to put it in me.  I don’t like it.

I was right.  Here it comes.  She is trying to hide it from me.  But I see it.  She sticks it in me.  I try to get away.  She doesn’t let me go.   I stand there resigned and humiliated.  Only my leg hurts.  My butt is fine thank you very much.

Why do dog thermometers only go there?  I’m sorry to sound whiny and complain.  But my mom puts her thermometer in her mouth.  I’ve even heard rumors from other dogs that humans have thermometers that go in their ears.    Why does mine have to go in my behind?

The mean lady pretends to be nice again.  She pets me.  I don’t like her.  I just stay still.  I hope she will go away soon.  She talks to my parents.  Then she leaves.

I try to relax.  I can’t.  I know the door will open again.  Someone else will come do something to me.  I wait.

My parents tell me it is okay.  They pet me.  They give me treats.  None of it matters.  I want to go home.

The door opens.  The doctor comes in.  He pretends to be nice too.  He talks to my Mommy and Daddy.  Then the mean lady comes back in.  I quickly hide my butt.

The mean lady picks me up.  She puts me on a metal thing.  Then it raises in the air.  I feel like I will fall.

The doctor feels my body.  He is kind of rough.  It is not petting.  Then he checks my eyes.  He must be stupid.  It is my leg that hurts.  Not my eyes.  I can see just fine.  It’s like the lady with my butt.  I try to tell him but he doesn’t listen.  Maybe he doesn’t understand dog.

Finally he looks at my leg.  He touches it and moves it.  It hurts.  I don’t cry out.  I don’t even flinch.  I am proud of myself.

Then my mommy and daddy are petting me.  They are saying good-bye.  They say they will be back soon.  What?!?!  Wait a minute.  No, No, no, no.  What is happening?

The mean lady pretends to be nice again.  She is petting me and talking soft.  I don’t believe her.  She picks me up and takes me in the back.  I hear the words x-ray.  Whatever it is I don’t want it.

They put me on a table.  I try to get down.  They hold me there.  Then something is stuck in me.  It hurts real quick.  Then I don’t feel it.  I start to feel funny.  Everything feels funny.  Things look funny too.

I can feel the cold table.  I can feel them tugging on my legs.  But things don’t feel normal.  Everything is weird.  Kind of fuzzy and blurry.  I try to get away again.  I can’t make my body move right.  I give in and lay still.  I hope it will be over soon.

Next thing I remember my leash was put on.  The mean lady walked me.  I didn’t want to walk with her.  Then I saw her go to the door.  That’s the door to get out.  So I went with her.  Then I saw mommy and daddy.  I was so happy to see them.  I thought I might never see them again.  I try to jump on them but I can’t.  I’m too sleepy.  I rub against them instead.  They pet me.  I pull toward the door to outside.  My daddy makes me wait.  My mommy and daddy talk to the lady.  Then finally my daddy takes me outside.

Fresh air!  I can breathe again.  I can’t wait to get in the car.  I hope they drive far, far away.  I just want to go home.

We go home and cuddle.  This is what I like.  Cuddling is good.  I hear them talking.  They say something about my knee.  I also hear something about needing surgery.  I don’t know what that is.  Right now I don’t care.  I just curl up against my daddy and my brother and fall asleep.