Superbaddog!!

Katie had her visit to the vet today. What a doozey of an experience that was. She knew it was coming because I was really buttering her up for it last night. She got a little treat her, a bellyrub, brushed, washed, etc. It was quite the pamperfest. However, this morning she was very wary of all the activity in the house including the gathering of vital documents, records, poop sample collection etc. She knew it was coming along because she was going somewhere and it's been quite some time since Katie has taken a ride in el minivan. Right. So of course I got lost on the way to the vet because it has been a year hasn't it? Longer? I dunno. I tend to block out all those bad experiences and horror flick type moments in my life. Yup.

We finally got to the place and it looked different and not just that, there were cats around and Katie is a fraidy cat of sorts especially around cats so she wanted to leave immediately. This began the horrible wrist wrenching pulling that she so very much loves to do in public. Blah. Especially with the horror-stretch leash she has, I forgot the straight leash this time. Stupid move on my part. She wanted out so we went outside in the drizzling nasty rain and she proceeded to pee on every patch of grass around the vets office. Then she went to investigate other dog's poop. At that point, I put my foot down. Not on the poop, thank goodness but I got her away from that business, or rather some other dog's business, right away. Toot sweet...y'know?

So we get inside and the vet is new. She is one of those super smiley but really not genuinely smiley but kind of psycho, Cunningham Muffins type smiley. This is not boding well at all. Katie wants to get out of the room immediately. The vet proceeds to try to examine Katie and I think that Katie really senses how I'm feeling because I am terribly uneasy with this creepy vet woman who is feeling up my dog. So what does Katie do when she is crabby and wants out? NIP! Yeah, you betcha. She nipped the vet. Ugh. That sucked. The vet then called Katie "a dog with a mind of her OWN huh?" Yeah. She knows she doesn't like you. I guess you might say she knows THAT much huh? Well, then she had to drag Katie out of the room to give her the big old stick in the butt. Yow. I heard her yelp from through the wall. I think they heard her in Kansas. It was loud and frightening. I have not heard Katie yelp like that in a very long time. That made me mad. Then when she came back into the room, she was coughing like she swallowed a giant hairball. I cannot blame the vet but really, Katie never had issues with the other vet.

So what did I do when we got home? I made a cake and I gave Katie a cupcake. Can't show the photos of Katie with the cupcake because she ate that thing so fast it was like her life depended on that little thing. The cake came out great. I will post photos of it soon. The frosting was again delicious and the lettering came out better. I need to practice more though.

Katie is sleeping now. Too much excitement.