Yesterday my Mother of the Year award went right out the window. I forgot to pick my kids up from school! Who does that? In my own defense it was
a two hour early dismissal that I failed to write on the calendar at the beginning of the school year. Thankfully my neighbor called to let me know. I was only about five minutes late but it still made me feel awful.
This morning I was on my daughters “bad mom list” because she is having a sock hop at school today and I didn’t purchase her a poodle dress. The note about the dance came home on Monday and it said they could wear silly socks and that the dance would he held during the day. She thought she should be
decked out like one of the characters from Grease!
I had to take Charlie to the vet to get his nails trimmed. We have hardwood floors in our kitchen and when his nails get too long it sounds like he’s tap dancing. Charlie hates getting his nails clipped. He’s too big to hoist onto the table now so the vet usually just gets down on the floor and does it there. Yesterday the appointment started out good but ended terrible. On the second foot, the vet clipped a nail too short and my calm, snuggly Charlie turned into Cujo. After he lunged for the vet’s face I expressed my fear. The vet said he did it because he was in pain and that the trust bond was now
broken, the rest of the nails would now be hell to cut. He asked if I wanted him muzzled and I said yes. Charlie howled and growled and managed to get the muzzle off twice. When all was said and done there was blood all over – including on my shoes from the bleeding nail. It looked like a war zone. I was exhausted from trying to hold him still and the vet looked tired too.
But I have to say that I love small town, country vets. I’ve had Charlie to a few big city vets to have his nails trimmed and they just don’t understand him. One vet in Dubuque gave me a piece of paper stating that if he
didn’t go to obedience classes that he would not be allowed back in the clinic. Charlie comes when he’s called; he sits, shakes, lies down and does any command that I tell him to do. Let me clip your nails is not a normal command. We have tried working with him only a daily basis regarding his nails and he wants nothing to do with it. The country vets “get this” and they would never threaten me with obedience classes. If he doesn’t comply we hold him down and get it done. The great part is that it only costs $10. When it’s over Charlie is himself again and will even lick the vet.
Have a happy Friday passengers!