So see what had happened was....I was sleeping in mothers lap and was laying on her chest when she caught a wiff of my breath. She gasped and said that at my next annual visit I will need to have my teeth checked and probably will need a dental because they were pretty caked with tartar. Which was kind of odd since not long after I arrived here in Texas the CET chews took care of a lot of the tartar. But now it was building back up I think Mother caught on that I wasn't chewing as often as I once was. I suppose my teeth were hurting a little bit but I didn't want to let on. Then Mother had the bright idea to stick a doggy toothbrush (while we were at Aunt Gracies she let us borrow hers) in my mouth to see if that would help in the mean time. When it touched one of the loose teeth I kind of gasped 'cause I was not expecting it and mother gasped cause she thought she had hurt me. I forgave her pretty quick but she came home from doggy nannys house and cried...she thought she broke me. So that moved my annual vet visit up to April from June so I could get my teeth looked at as quickly as possible. Fast forward 2 days and mother woke me up furry early, put on my new harness dress, my special purple collar and fanciest tag to go to the vet.
In fact Poppy went back to sleep when we left.
Lucky duck! Seems just a couple weeks ago I had to go for moral support....but now that mother "needs to concentrate" its ok to leave the other sissy whos not needing any vet work at home. I see how this is. I'll remember this mother!
Anyhow it looks like we are here.
Maybe if I hide here in the corner Mother wont be able to find me.
Nope no Coras here. #invisible
Drat! It didn't work not even for a minute.
#anxious
Que the tongue flapping and shaking.
*bIGGGG Yawn*
More tongue flapping and shaking.
Did I just hear the tech call "Cora"?
Lets run momma.
*silently accepting my fate*
The tech put us in room 4 got the basic info and said she and the dogtor will be in momenterily. No Mother I will not cooperate.
Yes mother I like treats and suppers and canned foods.
....
One ear but facing away from camera....
1/2 ear...
...full ear but facing camera.
Thats all I gots momma.
Hugs pawlese!
Crabapples....I hear them talking outside the door.
The tech informed the dogtor that I was here to get my yearly exam, kennel cough, and get my toofers checked. They went ahead and brought momma this estimate and had her sign a release for a cleaning.
They got me set up for April 30th...mother verified with Miss M that she didn't have anything scheduled that day so she could bring me and have time to care for me afterwards. She then stole me for bloodwork.
Upon being returned to Mother she held me and I didn't shake as hard.....
....Till I heard the door knob turn. Activate Parrot mode!
I got held by the sweet tech and got examined by a 4th year vet student from Texas Tech who was doing her clinical work. She did a FANTASTIC job! While the dogtor was examining me the tech braided my hair, told us her mom has a chinese crested, and complimented my harness. I really liked her. She listened to my heart, lungs, checked my knees, and toofers. She said all looked good with the exception of the tartar build up and couple of loose teeth. Which should be left alone till I am under anesthesia. So I don't experience any pain. Mother said I might even get special pics taken of my teeth. I suppose thats kind of cool. Before hopping off the table she administered my kennel cough vaccine. (side note from the momma: I couldn't help but laugh the whole time at cora on the exam table. She was staring off in the distance, wouldn't look at anyone or acknowledge their exsistance. Like she was saying if i don't move they wont know im here. Only cora! She disassociates when stressed)
But I had to lay it on thick for mother when I was back in her arms.
Then we headed up front to pay and once squared away I beelined for the car.
So mother this means I don't have to come back in June at all right?
Bet....just one more visit on the 30th to clean the toofers.
I think I kind of like solo visits with just mother. I get held more and cuddled more and kissed more.
Anyhoo...can't let momma think she won and had to show her I was upset. #nomorevetvisits
Cora Jean
