Miss Daisy's Day at the vet!

It's yearly time to have the vet go over our Sweet Daisy. Arrived at 9 AM sharp, I guess whoever made the appointment didn't know we're retired, we simply don't see a need to rise that early...back to Daisy, just before we get out of the car, a 7-month-old, HYPER, big black and white puppy on a 10-foot leash heads in the vet's door. A small waiting area and a hyper big puppy would intimidate Daisy, so Cindi checked us in, while Daisy and I hung out in the parking lot.

The first thing you're supposed to do when you arrive is weigh your dog. We kinda skipped that step.

We got the call to head into room #2. A few minutes later the doc came in, bent down to say hi to Daisy and give her a treat. In the true style of our female dogs, she spit that treat out before he had a chance to stand up. I chuckled to myself and wondered if they would add that to the bill.

He prodded and poked, examined this and that, looked in her ears, she needs her ears flushed out. The assistant took Daisy back to where the torture chamber is. They needed a stool sample; we had that in the pooper bag that Daisy filled in his parking lot. Being 4th of July, we were hoping to get something to help with the firecrackers that are lit this time of year. Those drive the Girls nuts this time of year. He filled a prescription for her and Miz Blossom. 

We were almost out the door when I heard him ask, "what's her weight?" I put her on the scale, and I swear, horns went off, confetti came out of the base, balloons were blown up, sparklers were lit!!!

82 pounds!!!! At first, he didn't say a thing, he didn't need to, we knew what was coming. Cindi and I got a dressing down for how much she weighed. I mentioned a good side is "there's more to love!" That definitely was not the right thing to say...

We crawled up to the desk to pay the bill. They brought her 2 new prescriptions up and told us the test results would be emailed to us overnight... The ride home started out kinda quiet and then someone mentioned that stopping for ice cream was a good because she was such a good girl at the vets. Because she was now on a 2 calorie a day diet.

I've heard it said, you can make it through the day without sex, but you can't make it through the day without a good rationalization!

We don't have rose bushes for Rosy because she's already a big enough thorn in the side.

As "The Girls" have gotten older we decided to start taking them on adventures separately. 

It breaks my heart, but it will help them both immensely.

Miz Daisy needs and is starting to enjoy walks around the neighborhood. We have a couple of huge and busy business parks behind us. There's a hospital, major clinic, several small business' many running day and night shifts. There are many different walking routes to get there. Again, busy day and nights. Lots of traffic, new sounds and sights, other people and dogs out walking and very safe. We also have the soccer and baseball fields if you walk the other direction. 

Miz Blossom is getting more accustomed to riding alone in the car and getting out and walking, hopping, to an outdoor restaurant, like the World's Best Bar B Que sandwich at Busters in Calistoga. Busy place, lots of new sights, smells, sounds and being around new people in closer proximity. She's coming along nicely. Sometimes one of us goes into a store and the other one of us sits with Miz Blossom outside on a bench where people are walking pretty close to her. Sometimes they reach out to her, she's not quite ready for that yet, but we're working on it. 

Miz Blossom made a trip with us yesterday afternoon. Cindi went to order so she and I found a table and sat down. The lady at the next table looks at her for a while and says, "what a great looking dog!" I said, well, thank you Ma'am, certainly made my day! 

Here's she is riding alone, in the back seat, nose in the window watching the world go by. She looks so little in the back by herself!