Mischief Monday - A Horrible, Terrible Day by Zaphod

Dear friends,

You all know I am one of the best dogs ever and have ruined the Lady for other dogs because I am so good. However, my wonderfulness did not allow me to escape a horrible, terrible day, all constructed by her.

It started Thursday morning. After a nice walk, I wasn’t given breakfast. Lady went about her morning routine and didn’t feed us. I was suspicious. Then when it was time for her to leave, she told me I had to come with her too. Hailey and Emma got to stay behind. I was extra suspicious as she coaxed me into the car. I really didn’t want to get in, but I wanted to make my Lady happy so I slowly got in. I showed her and threw up in her car.

Finally, 87 million years later, we arrived at our destination. I was very excited to get out of the car and smell a new place. I was excited to go into the building and then I realized where I was. I was spending the day at camp.

While the people at camp were nice, I spent the whole day staring out the window waiting for my Lady to come back. I didn’t play. The people gave me lots of pets. I was polite with the other dogs, I sniffed some butts and everything but mainly I just stared out the window. Finally another 87 million hours later, Lady came back. She saw me through the window. I was so excited. When they called my name, I raced to the door to see her.

When I finally was reunited with my Lady I was as excited as I ever am. I jumped up, wrapped my paws around her and gave her a big hug. She laughed.  Then we went back in the car.

After a short drive we ended up at a place I kind of recognized. Lady didn’t take me into a building, we went for a walk. This was the best part of the day. Lady realized I had never been on a walk with her in the city before. I didn’t know there could be soooooo many cars. I didn’t know there could be so little green. It was very interesting and I enjoyed sniffing away.

We got back to the car and went into the building. I realized where I was. I was at the V-E-T. Everyone in the waiting room loved me, and gave me love. They all said what a nice dog I was. A dog snapped at me when I said hi and his people were mortified and I was confused. I was a good boy and sat on the scale. I got a drink of water cause I was very hot from our walk (it was in the 90s) and finally I went into an exam room with the Lady.

The vet, Woody (who Lady has known for almost 24 years) came in. While I didn’t like everything he did (why did he need to shove things up my bum?) he gave me some pets and food. I was starving. I actually went over to where the jar of treats were and sniffed the air and begged for more. Woody was nice and gave me more. 

Lady and Woody talked and I could tell some of it was serious. Then Woody took my leash and started leading me through the back door. I didn’t want to go. I turned and gave the saddest eyes I could to my Lady (editor's note - Lady's heart cracked in that moment) and she pretended she was coming with me so I would go.

After another 87 million years I got to leave the back with a bandage on my paw and go back to my Lady. We had to wait in this horrible place for ‘a bill’ and then we went home. I was so excited to be in the car I didn't throw up. When we got home

 I was so, so tired. After a nice dinner I just slept.

That was my horrible, terrible day.

Tomorrow, Lady will take the blog back and talk about what she and Woody plotted.

your pal, Phod