House Arrest!

House Arrest!

I went to Dr. B.'s yesterday evening to have my stitches out. Grandma Angel was all freaked out because she noticed this poochy thing under my belly. Aunt Lori said it wasn't there Monday night and it was probably a 'seroma', but that didn't reassure Grandma Angel & she almost fainted. She kept poking at it & looking at it & saying "Poor little Kado!" Aunt Lori is a human doctor (like they know anything!) & told Grandma Angel to "Stop poking it! Stop looking at it before you pass out!" in the same voice she uses to say "Dogs, enough! No wrassling on the sofa!" and "Settle down!"

I believe Aunt Lori is what they call a disciplinarian. She has sooooo many rules. I think she may actually be a sadist :-O

So everyone remarked on how well behaved I was in the waiting room at the vet's. I didn't bark, I didn't growl, etc. I put my paws up on the desk & acted cute, then I lay down quietly. They were shocked.
But when Dr. B came in the exam room, I GRRRRowled and growled and growled. He gave me a biscuit & I spit it back out right at him! BOL! I remember what he did to me!

So I had to wear a muzzle! How demeaning. Aunt Lori held my head & said "It's okay, Kado" (sure, I believe you, ha!) and Uncle Mike held my squirmy body in a vice-like grip! Then Dr. B. (just who does he think he is, anyway) pushed on my stitches & said, "Oh, it's just a seroma." So I guess Aunt Lori knows something, after all. Then Dr. B. took a needle (he swears it was tiny) and sucked something out. I DID NOT LOOK! They all said it's okay. And to top it all off, I got my first lepto shot!

But the worst part is, I'm not supposed to go on my big fun runs with Sonny Jim until the end of the week!

Uncle Mike lets me slip out the door, but then Aunt Lori stands there with her hands on her hips and says "Kado Potato is supposed to be on HOUSE ARREST!"