The Guys Go to the Vet

Our big dog Croc, was due for his vaccines and checkup.  Of course, a fellow in his geriatric glory would have other problems to address.  His thyroid levels are always jumping around, so he has skin issues.  He was right on time with extra complaints for this visit.  He has bald spots and irritated skin.  His thyroid didn’t stop his toenails from growing.  They were long!  I’ve given up on cutting them.  It’s like sawing a tree.  Besides, our little dog Izzy tries to eat the pieces as they snap off.  I can’t handle both challenges. 

Izzy, our little guy has been expressing his manhood, so I scheduled him for neutering the day before, so I could make one trip do.  I always dread taking Croc in anyway.  He’s so big, I have trouble managing.  The last time, he snatched me down.  I bumped my head on the curb and my glasses flew off.  As I felt around for them, I found a pile of steaming poo.  Croc probably dropped it there for me after tugging me down.

We talked about behavior before we got out of the truck and he went straight in.  A beautiful,big girl dog in an interesting condition was waiting politely with her owner.  Croc was desperate to greet her, but the owner was terrified.  I kept Croc under control, but he was so enamored of the lady dog he howled as they left.  I don’t know what he thought he could do as a neutered fellow, but I believe he was prepared to lie.  He was totally unconcerned about being fat and balding.

All’s well that ends well.  Croc got his exam and vaccines and lost seven pounds.  Izzy left without testicles. $837.32 later, I took them to Sonic for their reward.  Croc gobbled down his Pup Cup while Izzy refused his.  Agreeable as always, Croc took care of it for him.