Vet Visit Again

July 17, 2007
I had a major tooth removed in May. Mom thought the incision site for my surgery still looked bad. So, off to the vet we went for our 3rd post surgery visit. They weighed me. I’m now 130 pounds, so I am obviously eating okay. The vet cornered me and looked at my mouth, yet again. He smelled my breath, poor guy, and then told Mom everything was fine. Yahoo! On the way out I barked at this big dog and then almost broke down the front door trying to get out of there. Mom put me back in the truck, with Tasha, and then went back to see if she owed some money. They said no! So then Mom took us for a walk and we could tell she was really happy.