Well, with me, anyway. We went to Village Vet on Highway 150. The only time I had ever been there was to euthanize my 16-year-old cat who was very sick. But they were so nice and they have a great location.
For the first time in ages, my niece and nephew were spending the weekend with me. So I picked them up from daycare first, then off to the vet we all went. Hogan was very good in the waiting room and the staff fell in love with him. Then came time to go to the doctor's office and again, he was very good, not nervous or wary or anything. The doctor came in, put him on the table; again, not even a twitch. He looked him over for a couple of minutes, then had to give him a kennel cough shot (whatever that is). All Hogan did was give a small cough in response. Then the doctor needed a fecal sample (ewwww) and Hogan was perfectly still. They were amazed at how good he was.
Then came time for checkout. While writing the check, a lady brought in a very large dog with a cone on his neck covering his head. No telling what set off Hogan, but oh boy, he started barking quite ferociously at the dog at least ten times larger than him. The other dog cowered and ran, the staff took him down the hall, but Hogan was still growling and barking and trying to chase him down the hall. Finally they took the poor large dog into a room and shut the door, and Hogan jaunted back to the waiting room as though nothing had happened.
Oh, well, he is completely up to date on all shots now and doesn't have to go back until November 2015. However, heart and flea pills cost a small fortune. I'll have to wait until next week to buy them.
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