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Friday, February 12, 2010

Wrapped Around That Finger

 

Dwayne couldn’t resist shooting some blackmail photos of Carlie on Wednesday evening.  You know - for later - when the boys show up.  Of course - he hasn’t snapped to the fact that the boys will be no problem - come March.  ;)

The puppy sleeps in the strangest positions!  And she's already out-growing her own bed.  So - she invades Zucker's bed.  And he just let's her.  Cuz' he's a man - who's already been trained by a woman.

Wednesday was a big day for all four of us.  It was the first family trip to the Veterinarian.  It was snowing - of course.  It turned out to be a day we would discover that the “ second time’s a rude awakening “ scenario does not only occur with human babies!




 

 

I’m spending so much time looking back - comparing notes.  Zucker was such a wonderful puppy!

By the time we made it back home - my hands would have made anyone think I’d volunteered to bring some feral cat in for rabies shots and a spay.  Basset puppies are blessed with one heck of a snout full of a shark’s bite.  And - they use it.  Carlie did not mind the Nemex so much.  That seemed to taste pretty good - actually!  The Bordetella drops up her nose brought on a bunch of sneezing - which impressed her none in the least.  Flushing the ears with the Trizedta tickled her to the point of setting off some - really fancy - ear flapping!

But - the ultimate pisser was - the 8 in 1 vaccine.  She was done - ready to go home!  Do not speak to her or else done!  We had to take a break before giving her one last - “ Oh, My God! “  That was the Neo/Dex eye drops.  That’s where my hands took the hickie for her professed infliction of cruelty.

Dogs can fool you in more ways than you think.  You discover that by the time you stop by the Reception Desk of a Vet’s office - while on your way out.  If only - we could just keep on walking - right out the door!  I expected the tab to be somewhere around $175.00.  Yeah - right.  Both dogs managed to come out with $346.00 worth of revenge!

Walk in thinking I have perfectly healthy doggies.  Walk out discovering I have become a Vet’s Assistant - with my own pharmacy!

What have I learned?  Never buy another puppy from any breeder unless - they insist on birthing and raising litters inside their own homes - not outside near some barn.  Carlie has started out her relationship with her Vet on a rough turf.  But the eyes and ears of a Basset Hound are only two of many issues.  To be honest - I got lucky.

By the time the doggies had supper - Carlie was continuing an attitude towards me of -  “ Don’t even look at me, Wench!




 

It was time to show her who really is the Boss!  I yanked her up for one of my funtime follies of - “ I can fly! “  Every Basset Hound has to go through this.  Their ears were made just for all this fun!  Okay... human fun!

Needless to say - she was not the slightest bit impressed.

In fact - the 14.6 lb. three-month-old yard varmint ( I did get one weapon out of the visit! ) went running to her Daddy!




 

*Sniff… Sniff…*    “ Daddy - Mommy’s bee-un mean at’ me! “  See the tear running down her eye?  Yeah - right.  What a Drama Queen!




 

See… at least my Daddy loves me!





 

Is he really buying all this?





 

I win! HAHAHAHAHAHA !




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Friday, February 12, 2010

Wrapped Around That Finger

 

Dwayne couldn’t resist shooting some blackmail photos of Carlie on Wednesday evening.  You know - for later - when the boys show up.  Of course - he hasn’t snapped to the fact that the boys will be no problem - come March.  ;)

The puppy sleeps in the strangest positions!  And she's already out-growing her own bed.  So - she invades Zucker's bed.  And he just let's her.  Cuz' he's a man - who's already been trained by a woman.

Wednesday was a big day for all four of us.  It was the first family trip to the Veterinarian.  It was snowing - of course.  It turned out to be a day we would discover that the “ second time’s a rude awakening “ scenario does not only occur with human babies!




 

 

I’m spending so much time looking back - comparing notes.  Zucker was such a wonderful puppy!

By the time we made it back home - my hands would have made anyone think I’d volunteered to bring some feral cat in for rabies shots and a spay.  Basset puppies are blessed with one heck of a snout full of a shark’s bite.  And - they use it.  Carlie did not mind the Nemex so much.  That seemed to taste pretty good - actually!  The Bordetella drops up her nose brought on a bunch of sneezing - which impressed her none in the least.  Flushing the ears with the Trizedta tickled her to the point of setting off some - really fancy - ear flapping!

But - the ultimate pisser was - the 8 in 1 vaccine.  She was done - ready to go home!  Do not speak to her or else done!  We had to take a break before giving her one last - “ Oh, My God! “  That was the Neo/Dex eye drops.  That’s where my hands took the hickie for her professed infliction of cruelty.

Dogs can fool you in more ways than you think.  You discover that by the time you stop by the Reception Desk of a Vet’s office - while on your way out.  If only - we could just keep on walking - right out the door!  I expected the tab to be somewhere around $175.00.  Yeah - right.  Both dogs managed to come out with $346.00 worth of revenge!

Walk in thinking I have perfectly healthy doggies.  Walk out discovering I have become a Vet’s Assistant - with my own pharmacy!

What have I learned?  Never buy another puppy from any breeder unless - they insist on birthing and raising litters inside their own homes - not outside near some barn.  Carlie has started out her relationship with her Vet on a rough turf.  But the eyes and ears of a Basset Hound are only two of many issues.  To be honest - I got lucky.

By the time the doggies had supper - Carlie was continuing an attitude towards me of -  “ Don’t even look at me, Wench!




 

It was time to show her who really is the Boss!  I yanked her up for one of my funtime follies of - “ I can fly! “  Every Basset Hound has to go through this.  Their ears were made just for all this fun!  Okay... human fun!

Needless to say - she was not the slightest bit impressed.

In fact - the 14.6 lb. three-month-old yard varmint ( I did get one weapon out of the visit! ) went running to her Daddy!




 

*Sniff… Sniff…*    “ Daddy - Mommy’s bee-un mean at’ me! “  See the tear running down her eye?  Yeah - right.  What a Drama Queen!




 

See… at least my Daddy loves me!





 

Is he really buying all this?





 

I win! HAHAHAHAHAHA !




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