I had to go to the Dogtor today. See, I've had a cough for a couple of days, and last night I decided to keep evfurbody awake. All night. I couldn't lay my head down because I would cough and try to get this yucky junk out of my throat. So in retaliation She decided to make Me even more miserable take me to the Dogtor. I have an upper respiratory 'fection. The Dogtor thinks I may have picked it up when I went to boot camp the Doggy Resort when She LEFT me and Seth to go see my human sis. Anyway, I had to get TWO shots, and now I have to take THREE kinds of medicine! On the upside, I get Pill Pockets (yay!) because I refused to take my Trifexis on Sunday and She had to smother it in all sorts of stinky good stuff to get Me to take it. I'm learning lots of cool tricks in Blogville! Mom says I'm a really good patient most of the time, as proven in these adorable pictures of me at the Dogtor. Notice I'm trying to jump up on the torture table all by myself. She says I'm a conundrum. I think that's a good thing. Especially for a Scottie.
Thinking about it....
Trying my best
Getting my way!
Hope you're having a Wonderful Wednesday! I'm starting to feel better already!