Sally's Love for the Vet

Sally's Blog Entry...

"Some of my friends like to go to the park, others like the beach. For me, I like to go to the Vet. That's right, you heard it. I like to go to the Vet!

Since I've joined my new family last year, my dad's already taken me to see my vet 5 times. First, there was the initial checkup. I was nervous at first, considering this was my first visit. But once I saw the bowl of treats at the counter, I felt right at home. Then I had an UTI (urinary tract infection) in Winter. Those were some painful moments. My parents left me for two weeks in the Spring to go scuba diving in Thailand and I had really bad allergies. I had my second UTI soon after that. And if that wasn't enough, I just came back from my vet, diagnosed with anal sacculitis, an infection in my anal glands. =(

That's just great. Because of this, now I have to wear a diaper. That's right, it's even a puppy diaper. I ain't no puppy. At least my dad bought me a denim version to restore some of my dignity.


Here is a picture of me defending my tent with my stupid denim on. How am I suppose to look tough against my intruders with this diaper on? Remember my previous stance without the diaper? I looked more fierce!




To help me feel better about myself, my dad took me out to paddleboard surf. I think my dad is trying too hard to make me feel tougher; I mean, look how big I am compared to Dad and Brandon.

Oh yeah, speaking of big, my vet said I need to lose some pounds. I am 15% heavier since my last visit. No wonder people call me chunky monkey. Good grief..."