Aren't vet's surgeries depressing places. Sterile, usually over heated, and filled with sick and dying animals.
Monty waits patiently. He's already said 'Hi' to all the other patients, and watches intently as they all take their turn in the torture chamber.
His turn soon arrives. He's poked, has his boy's bits counted, and his insides listened to. Then he has an electronic chip planted under his skin, and receives a jab against all those nasty doggy things.He yelped just a tiny bit; but otherwise all was OK (other than the bill). Who's a good boy then.
My word, he is growing fast. Handsome boy.
ReplyDeleteI thought that the sticker on the floor was a pile of dog-vomit to start off with.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful face!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet boy. WT is hanging over my shoulder and asked if I wanted another one. "Almost", I said.
ReplyDeleteGo on, Willow. A house is not a home without a hound!
ReplyDeleteI like how interested he is in the other dog; reminds me of a kid at school. Geez is he adorable. But, poor guy . . . being poked and prodded.
ReplyDeleteCro, I want to hear you say "Well, I'll go to the bottom of our stairs" in your best Cockney.
ReplyDeleteHe looks like a calm baby.
ReplyDeleteI suspect Monty doesn't give a hoot about the bill Cro!
ReplyDeleteHe's gorgeous!
are french vets as expensive as english ones Cro?
ReplyDeleteMonty looks very patient and serene having his jab. He's worth every penny!
ReplyDeleteJohn. I would think a bit more. It always seems to be about £70/80 per visit; regardless!
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