Trip to the V-E-T

When I saw the "Go to the Park" bag sitting on the counter, I got very excited.   That's the paw-print bag Mom uses whenever we go  to the Doggie Park, out to get ice cream, or on a trip to Monterey or Carmel.  It's always filled with water, bowls, clean-up bags, toys, snacks and treats for us. Off we went in the car.   I thought that it was a little strange that Ollie didn't come along with us, but  I just figured I was  Mom's favorite.

 

Was I ever wrong !!!

We went to this building that was vaguely familiar and then I KNEW ~~~ No fun day in the park today ~~~ we went on a trip to the V-E-T !!!  Apparently I was shaking my head a lot and all signs indicated that I had another ear infection, only this time, both ears were infected.  Lucky me !

  Here I am happily smiling, but not for long.

The indignation of it all - I was muzzled, and both ears were flushed and treated.  I did as well as could be expected under the circumstances.  I was given a shot and a"goodie bag" of medicine.  Mom and I undoubtedly will be matching wits when she tries to sneak the medicine in me. 

Sorry to say that I usually lose.

Here's a picture of me and Dr. Jaspal Harika.  Notice that I'm not snarling at him or even attempting to bite a finger (not even thinking about doing it). Mom absolutely adores him.  She says that he has a "presence", akin to Cesar Millan, the Dog Whisperer.  He's right-on-target with his diagnosis and is very caring and personable. If he can get a smile out of me, he has to be phenomenal.

 . . .  and the cost for this *fun time*, well,

I hope that Mom wasn't counting on purchasing an
Isabella Fiore purse . . .