June 6, 2018

White Dog looked up after it was all over and things had settled back to our usual afternoon routine. "I think that went pretty well, don't you?"

It did, better than I had anticipated. What I had not factored in was the "gregarious" nature of our darkest White Dogs who made pests of themselves trying to steer attention away from their sisters...the actual patients.

Opal is our would be hermit. She still does not go out leashed on walks and would just as soon stay inside next to me than go anywhere strange. She shakes in my arms when forced to car ride.

Pearl gets physically ill in the car. Violently. The stress change causes her makes whatever it is hardly worth embracing. She finds Steve's hold calming but looks to break free and run out to hide at the first opportunity.

It makes routine things like vetting a bit complicated. When a friend raved about the mobile vet she uses for her cats, White Dog's ears perked up. Maybe, she suggested, this would be a good way to handle Opal and Pearl and their need for annual checkups. "If an emergency comes up or if anything serious needs to be addressed, we can always still seek Dr. Julia's guidance," WD added. My girl made good points and we agreed to try this innovation.

Dr. Lauryn and her nurse were not TOO overwhelmed by the greeting they received from the White Dog Army and moved to set up triage on the couch. Susan, the nurse, set up the portable medical kit and her computer on the lounger section. The vet sat next to Steve who held each leashed girl during the exam. Zsofia and Bailey jumped up and inspected both women, the computer and tried to unpack the box. The others kept a distance but barked each time it was thought that the patient might be harmed. Amazingly, the professionals took all in stride.
Opal went first. I put a leash on my unsuspecting girl as the vet walked up the driveway. Poor baby was surprised and did not know what to expect, but she feared it would not be good. Steve lifted Pearl off her security blanket and snapped a leash on her after Opal finished. Pearl pressed hard against Steve's chest.

Physicals, rabies shots, blood panel draws first for Opal who proved to be like her momma in that her blood was slow and hard to draw and then for Pearl who was a stoic champ. We answered questions about the diet of our girls and a bit of history.

The vet answered our questions about any increased risks due to both mill dogs experiences. We talked about the need for dentals in the coming months which of course cannot be done at the house.

Then it was over. Both had A+ bills of health although Dr. Lauryn insulted Opal with the suggestion that she might consider cutting back the calories a bit.

Steve went back to work and normal life resumed. It turned out to be a very good option.

1 comment:

Random Felines said...

it is a good option. we tried it for a while and discovered however, it was just as hard to catch everyone so we went back to our office vet