Humor
If Our Dogs Took Us To The Doctor
[DOG DOCTOR] “Hey, there! So how’s Bev been doing?”
[MY DOG] “Good, good. Her hair is shiny. We W-A-L-K a lot.”
“Great! Let’s get her up on the scale.”
[ME] *refuses to move*
“Sorry, she’s a little stubborn. Come on, let’s get up there! Show the doctor what a good girl you are!”
“Looks like we’re going to have to lift her. Oompf, she might be a little overweight. What are you feeding her?”
“She gets into the garbage a lot. McDonald’s. Arby’s. It’s hard to keep her out of it.”
“Have you tried taking her car keys away?”
“Well, but then we couldn’t go to the you-know-what.”
“The P word? Hm. Her nails look a little long, would you like us to trim them?”
“She usually just chews them off.”
“And her teeth need a good cleaning — do you brush?”
“Sometimes. But nothing gets rid of coffee stains.”
“So, looks like she’s due for her shots. Ope, almost lost her out the door. Get back here, you scamp.”
“Poor baby. She really hates coming to the doctor’s office. Look at her, she’s shaking.”
