Kona has been an extremely well behaved puppy. I have not had to reprimand him hardly at all (especially not like the cartoon vet suggests above!) He has lived with us for a week and one day, and he is almost puppy trained! Kona had his first visit to the vet yesterday and here's how it went.
We arrived at the vet, and Kona was like "What is this strange place, I am not going in those doors!" Where in he proceeded to gently sit down, and stare at me in defiance. I urged him to follow with a few "come on boy"s and he eventually followed, he is a sucker for that 'come' command.
We get inside the vet and do the paper work and turn in the special stool sample. The lady at the desk asks me a few questions, "how old is he" she asks and I tell him 3 months. She looks at Kona and says "he is so big, I bet he is 4 or 5 months." She tells us to wait for the vet assistant, so we wait. There are no other people or pets in the waiting room, so Kona gets to roam all around and sniff the dog food stacked up for you to buy. He is having a grand old time, despite not wanting to enter the building.
The vet asst. comes to get us and we follow her, she is a cute little Asian lady. She says "Oh, Kona, what a cute little puppy you are! Today is a cute little puppy and kitty day" "Thats a good type of day," I say "Do you ever have mean mangy mutt days?"
"Yes, those are the horrible days when everyone gets bit, and muzzles are everywhere."
I can only imagine, I never thought about what a bad day at work would be like at a vet office. She takes Kona's temperature. He spends this time following the thermometer around trying to sniff it like "Oh boy, what is that?!" She leaves, we wait, Kona falls asleep on the floor.
The vet comes, and Kona wakes up with a jump and slams his head against the leg of my chair. He wags his tail and approaches the vet, and she says the same thing everyone else says "Kona, what a cute puppy you are!!" She examines him and is confused, "You say he is 3 months? Judging by his teeth, he is probably closer to 2 months. You are not sure how when he was born? We'll say he is right around 10 weeks old" So first he is older than thought, now he is actually younger than thought.
He got out of a lot of shots just then, only one shot for this visit. The vet tries to check his hears, but he won't let her, then she says "Alright, lets shoot him!" She prepares his vaccine, and sticks it in his back. Kona jumps a bit, then looks at the shot like "OH BOY, what was that!!?!"
Kona gets a clean bill of health and we return to the waiting room to pay. We wait. Then the door opens and two huge dirty German Shepherds come in pulling around their little Asian owners. (I have actually never seen this many Asians in Woodstock, ever) Kona hides between my legs, and after about 3 minutes of hiding, be attempts a little baby protective growl. It was really darn cute. Then Shepherds get taken away, then in walks a itty bitty chihuahua. Now Kona wants to be friends ("Finally something smaller than me!"), but the Chihuahua has other ideas, which involve gazing from a distance. We pay and go to leave. Once we're outside the doors, Kona (now realizing what sort of place this is) is sniffing EVERWHERE! Then we go to cross the parking lot, and in the middle of the parking lot Kona proceeds to sit down, again, in defiance. He had so much fun being poked and prodded, that he didn't want to leave!
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