My First Outing!

Thanks for all your suggestions on what I should call my mom.  I think I'm going to call her Momma because that's what my new friend Pearl calls her mom and she's from the south just like I am.  In fact, we're twinners because we are both the same age and have similar vision loss.  Weeeee!

I didn't know what the plan was for today when I woke up but I soon found out.  Momma said I had a vet appointment at 12:30 and I came this close to telling her to go without me because that time is smack dab in the middle of my lunch hour.  I decided to just go along and pout if things got bad but I had such a great time. 

This car ride I got to sit shot-gun where I belong.  No more of this back seat business for me.  Nope.  Tiffy rides in the front seat or Tiffy stays home.  Momma knows I mean business so she better not try to pull one over on me again.

We arrived at March Animal Hospital way early because Momma thought we were going to have to fill out paperwork.  Silly Momma!  She gave them all the info on me over the phone the other day so I just hung out in the waiting room looking cute and checking things out.  And guess what?  There was another pug there!  He was a cute little black pug named Duke.  He told me that he had a fawn pug sister at home and when Momma heard this she just about fainted because Duke's Momma had a little human baby and a 3 year old human sister.  Wow!  That Momma must really be tired!

I wasn't afraid to be in the examining room but it was a little too confining for me.  I wanted to run and play with all the dogs I heard barking but Momma wanted me to calm down and act like a lady.  Of course I listened to Momma because I don't want to get a bad reputation.  Did I mention that Dad was on the phone while I was whining and trying to scratch my way out of the examining room?  Oops!

I wasn't even scared when Dr. Lisa came in the room because Momma had already told me all about her.  Stubby used to see Dr. Lisa back in the day but then Dr. Lisa moved away and that made Momma sad because she was the best vet ever.  Dr. Lisa remembered Momma and Dad and they told her about Stubby and how she was the only vet that really cared about him.  Soon everyone was leaky and there was a big group hug.  And then the fun began.

Dr. Lisa examined me from my cute little nose to my cute little tail.  She looked deep into my eyes and said that I was beautiful.  Awwww.  I love her already!  She told Momma that I don't have any peripheral vision and that my eyes are always going to need drops.  She also said there's probably nothing surgically that can be done to repair them so I will always have vision loss.  This news didn't bother me one bit because I get around just fine with my cute brown eyes.  And I don't mind the drops because I get little kisses on my head while the drops work their magic. 

After a mostly clean bill of health - typical pug ear infections - Momma and I headed straight for the door so Dad could pay the bill.   Momma told me she always leaves right before the bill arrives so that she doesn't have to pay.  I told her that a lady never pays and she just smiled.

I knew I wasn't going to pay the bill but that's not why I rushed out the door.  I needed to pick up some pee mail and then leave some for my friends.  I didn't want to be rude and not let them know that I had visited so a quick stop to do what needed to be done and back in the car I went.

Did I mention that I whined in the car all the way to the vet's office?  You would think after a 15 hour car ride that I would be used to being in the car but this car was different from the one that picked me up in Texas.  I couldn't really see out the window and it was loud.  Momma tried to calm me down my taking my picture but she's not a good photographer.  Somehow she managed to get a picture of my brand new tag that Dad bought me yesterday.  I feel so loved! 

All that activity really pooped me out.  I was in Dad's office when we first got home but then I climbed the stairs to Momma's office where I curled up in bed and slept.  I was dreaming about shopping and about running.  I think I was dreaming about running to PetSmart!

I was so tired that I slept right through dinner.  The next thing I knew Momma got up from her computer and I jumped up.  She told me it was 6:30 and asked me if I was hungry.  Hello?  I'm starving!  I told her to not let me miss dinner again because I might waste away to nothing.  Did I mention that I weigh 15.5 lbs and that the doctor says I'm perfect?  I need to keep my girly figure and that means eating all my meals even when someone forgets to wake me for dinner.  Thanks Momma!