Got up early today to take Pekoe to the vet, my friend played taxi service and drove us out there, good thing, I’m still not that familiar with the area and it’s a heck of a drive! We got there late, nearly everything that could happen, did happen… I got over to my friend’s house in plenty of time, she thought the appointment was at 10, (it was really at 10:30), she wasn’t completely ready to go yet, but quickly got that way, when we got into her truck, the gas gauge was on empty, we wouldn’t have made it out to the mailboxes, fortunately I have a key to the country store (we sell fuel there), even though it’s closed on Mondays, we got there, I opened the store, turned on the pumps, pumped the gas into her truck, on the way back in, another truck pulled up, I could hear my friend telling them the store was closed, it was the electric service coming to turn off the power to the store! Somewhere there had been a mistake and they believed the bill hadn’t been paid, I know it had, I called the store owner to let her know what was happening, she wanted to talk to him, I took the cordless phone out to him, I had to leave so I locked the door and asked him to set the phone on the porch when he was through.
We finally got going, we made it to the vet, late, but we made it. I took Pekoe inside, we did some paperwork and got right in. Talk about a countryfied doctor! His granddaughter was there, she was cute as a button! I’d say she was around 5 or 6, and sporting a bright pink cast on her arm, apparently fell off the swings at school… anyhoo, we weighed Pekoe, she weighs in at 6.8 pounds, I have always tried to keep her at or under 5 pounds, but with her age and everything, I think she is doing pretty good, she is NOT a fat dog.
Next we took her into the examination room, once on the table, Pekoe started getting nervous, the vet came in and with the help of his assistant, and me holding Pekoe by the scruff of her neck, she got all of her shots and something that was squirted into her nose (rabies, parvo, and kennel cough), the vet wanted to see her teeth, but Pekoe wouldn’t cooperate, I managed to pull one side of her lip up, but once the vet began to give her the shots, he got a good look at her teeth! She bared all of them. Next came the bloodwork, they needed to draw blood, being a long haired chihuahua, the vet had to shave a spot on her neck, the assistant held Pekoe’s head and neck from behind, by this time, Pekoe was about to go nuts, she peed on the table (I’m glad she went before we got there otherwise it would have been a real mess), I tried to calm her as best I could, but nothing was going to make her feel any better until we were out of there. The vet shaved a spot on her neck, then managed to draw some blood. The vet’s granddaughter sat in a chair just outside the door watching the whole thing, it was very cute, she is a very inquisitive and smart little girl, I have to wonder if she will want to grow up to be a vet too.
That all done, I leashed Pekoe up and went to the front desk to pay up, set the next appointment and get her antibiotics. By then, Pekoe was prancing around like nothing in the world was wrong. That trip ended up costing just under $100, we have to go back next Monday between 8 an 8:30am for the teeth cleaning part, I know once we get there and Pekoe sees the building, she isn’t going to be very happy, but at least I’ll get to take her home the same day, no overnight stay.
Right now Pekoe is sleeping on the end of the bed, she seems to be happy, the vet said she had a good strong heartbeat for a 9 year old dog. I felt like she was a healthy dog, with the exception of her teeth, and once we get that taken care of, she will have lots of years left in her. :)
Awww Pekoe! I’m glad the visit went well, and that you found a good and somewhat reasonable vet for her. I hope the teeth cleaning visit goes well!!
I know what you mean, it’s hard to see your babies in pain or distress… when I was a young kid, I had to spend some time in hospitals (I had a staph infection in my hip joint), I know that when my mom was in the room, no matter what was happening, it was easier to deal with, I know it had to be hard on my mom to watch some of the things that happened to me, but she stayed with me no matter what, now for dogs, I don’t know how true that would hold, but I feel like I have to stay in the room if at all possible, it’s going to be hard next week, to leave her when the vet needs me to, fortunately I don’t have to leave her overnight…
It is very hard to stay in the room with the vets while they work on your kids. Conway, my youngest dachshund, has to go to the vet every few months I have gotten to the point where I just have to leave when they start treating him. They don’t understand why they are there.
Thanks Ozark Mama, I am pleased with her health, I am not ready to lose her yet, heck, don’t ever think I will be ready for that day, I will be the biggest mess you ever saw…
Glad she’s on the healthy side of the spectrum Wretha…remarkably well for her age!