The Vet

My mommy took me, that screaming little thing that came to our house 3 months ago and my sister Sophie to the place they call "The Vet" this morning. It was bad enough that I had to go, but my mom thinks it's pretty amusing that I shiver and shake when I'm there. She calls me a chicken, which I think may be some sort of an insult. To top it off, there was this other hound there named Cliff. He was red. Get it? Why do humans do that? Anyway, Cliff had a nice dominant streak and I think he wanted to hump me because I was scared.

Now it's raining. This is potentially the worst day of my life.