We have a mail slot on our door and when I saw this today, I wanted to hide it. It's a note from the doctor. He wants to see me so he can steal some blood and give me a shot to keep me safe from something called Parvo. Going to the Vet is my least favorite thing! First off, my doctor is pretty stern. The nurses are very nice and they all love me. And what is with the slippery metal table they put me on? It is WAY too high to be considered safe. Right? I mean, some pups and kitties go to the Vet when they are already hurt. That table is an accident waiting to happen. A visit to the Vet should mean getting healed not getting injured. And what if I want to make a break for it? Ugh! I am not looking forward to this...at all!
I am a 6 year old American Eskimo. I live with my Mommy, Daddy, and sister, Sierra. I enjoy long walks, hikes, camping, and going to Lake Tahoe. I love to play. My Daddy is my favorite toy...I love to bite his hands. I love my parents very much and they love me.