I really don’t like the vet.
She poked me, prodded me, felt every inch of my body (and especially my head), stuck things in my mouth, and most annoyingly, stuck things in my ears – and then put STUFF in my ears!
And to make matters worse, now dad and mum are picking me up and putting stuff in my ears twice every day. For the next 2 weeks.
Having stuff in my ear just feels weird and I have to shake my head after they put me down and fuss with my ear for a long while until I feel normal again.
It is all very undignified. I strongly disapprove of all this treatment. But I will have my revenge – I will run away every time dad comes to pick me up. I will run all the way to the other side of the house, and then back again. I will not make it easy on dad! My hope is that eventually he will give up.
Anyway, now that the VET visit is over, I need to go sulk in my tunnel. Dad, you’d better stay away!!