June 15th 2006 9:55 am
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Well, I used to think it was okay to get lots of treats and have my nails trimmed but not any more!

Now I make such a fuss that Mommy and Daddy can't do it themselves any more so I have to go to the vet. The last time Daddy was holding me and the vet was trimming my nails and I had a really bad thing happen - I pooped! Good thing it missed Daddy's shirt and just went on the floor. I was really really upset. Did I say I was upset? Really, really. The next time my Mom came too and it went much better because she held my cute as a button face and fed me treats while they trimmed my nails. It was over fast and I sighed a lot but then when I got home, I just had to have a nap. Well, now bad things happened again. Daddy took me to the vet and it was not our usual vet and Mommy was at work and could not come. Daddy and the new vet cut my nails but I did not want them to so I struggled and screamed. The new vet does not like shiba screams and said he hoped the other vet would be back the next time we came he could enjoy it instead. Hrumph! This time I was so scared I struggled and scratched my Daddy's arms all up and hurt his ears with the noise. He says next time Mommy has to be there and we want the usual vet who knows I won't bite and cuts my nails fast fast! Whew, I better go have a nap by the fireplace, my spot is getting cold now.