Lacie here...some of you were wonderin' about dear sweet Scruffy. (NOT.) Pooooooor Scruffy. Actually, I do feel sorta bad for him.
Look it him. The Cone of Shame. Mumsie took him to the vettie cuz he was limpin' a bit. 'Course the second he got there he stopped limpin'. The infamous terrier high pain threshold. So evidently Mr. Scruffy stepped on somethin' that punctured his paw and made it get a nasty tunnel/fistula in it. Then it healed over, but left the tunnel. Dr. Mary had to give Scruffman the sleepy medicine so she could xray him and do a little paw exploration.
Here's Dr. Mary rockin' him on the floor as he was waking up. First his tail woke up...it wagged. Then his upper lip and growler woke up...he growled while he was waggin'.
Then his BLADDER woke up. And he peed all over Dr. Mary. Soaked her down to her socks.
Mumsie fled in HOO MILLY A SHUN. Brought Scruffy home and he went all Cujo like. Snarlin', snappin'...being all cracker dog. Mumsie called Dr. Mary who was dry now....she said to put him in a dark quiet roomie till the ANN ASS TEASE YA wore off. Evidently, the hyper Scruffy was a bit hyperstimulated from the medicine. Thank dog he was back to his normal stoopid self when he came outta the quiet room. His paw is doin' much better.
Not to be outdone, Stan had been havin' a few issues with his derriere. You know...those derriere "glands"??? They had been um expelling themselves noctunally all over the sheets on the big bed. By the third day of washing sheets, Mumsie took Stan to see the long suffering Dr. Mary. (We just switched to her practice...bet she's glad....)
Not to be outdone, Stan had been havin' a few issues with his derriere. You know...those derriere "glands"??? They had been um expelling themselves noctunally all over the sheets on the big bed. By the third day of washing sheets, Mumsie took Stan to see the long suffering Dr. Mary. (We just switched to her practice...bet she's glad....)
Um, Stanny wasn't too stoic while she, shall we say, "worked" on him.
She said "they" were being very stubborn. Then WHOOOOOOOSH!!!! His glands 'SPLODED...um...well...
They sorta hit Dr. Mary right in the face. Have you ever heard a vet scream?
The sad thing is I'm not making any of this up. Mumsie fled in HOO MILLY A SHUN for a second time. And Dr. Mary only charged her $10 for the visit. I woulda charged that much for the soap for all the baths she's havin' to take.
Frankly, I think this is the new uniform she should be wearin' when my brothers go and visit.
Frankly, I think this is the new uniform she should be wearin' when my brothers go and visit.
'Nuff said on that subject.
Have you guys seen what you can do with Google now? Yeppers...put your own pic on it...
HOW COOL IS THIS????
Kisses,
Googlegirl Lacie
25 comments:
Will Dr. Mary's building have doors able to akhkhommodate woo when it is time fur woo to visit?
Your poor poor brothers - and Mumsie of khourse!
As fur that Google Homepage, woo are khwite welkhome to use any of my pikhs if woo want!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
PeeEssWoo: At least the baby khup stayed in Pawsylvania - Da Bears won tonight...
Oh Heavens. That poor vet. Probably serves her right though. Those people are usually on the offending end shoving all sorts of things up the derrier and poking and prodding in all forbidden places...
We're glad the Scruffmeister's paw is looking ok now. What an ordeal! We dread that cone hat so much...
As for Fish Juice on the blankets, that happens 'round here a bit too with a certain person whose name starts with M. My butt butt wouldn't think of doing that.
Inky
Lacie-
Dr. Mary is going to need a haz-mat suit for your brother's visits, FOR SURE! She's probably wishin' she had a desk job about now...hee hee! Get well soon you 2!
Wyatt
Oh my lord that is so funny. Next time take pics of Dr Mary ok hahaha poor woman.
Noah x
Our mom fell out of her chair 5 minutes ago and is still rolling on the floor laughing!
We're sure Dr. Mary is thrilled to have all of you as her new patients! haha
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch
Dr. Mary is most brave to take your wee little family of terror on. I think her prices are about to go up.
Ha! Grandpa Angus used to have the exploding anals. I swear the vet would assign him to all the new techs for expressing himself because momma would warn them and they would always wind up with anal juice on them. Ick!
Those sound like good drugs the Scruffer was on. Maybe I could score some for myself.
I called my vet and told her to beware of any large bottomed gals with beards applying for nursie jobs. So just never you mind.
Slobbers,
Mango
Poor wee thing. I hope that the pain has gone. We had a vet in Scotland who used to shout at the boyz if they widdled in the waiting room - this made them widdle all the more. So it went on shout, widdle, shout. We soon found a new vet. Yours sounds like an angel.
Yeppers...we like that Google thing. And it is simple enough for muzer to use!
Ummm...we have had vets apply for combat pay too. Our only question is.....Has Dr. Mary Met Laciekins yet!!!!!?????
hehehehe
gussie
Wooos Lacie! I am not sure woo vet will see any of woo again... he, he, he....
All the better, who needs vets, the last time they gave me something called Valium, to calm me down, it made me get super hyper, and I was jumping all over the front desk, knocking down papers knocking over receptionists, that was fun!
~husky kisses~
-Kira The BeaWootiful
Dr. Mary might want to re-think her choice of professions! Just kidding...I'm sure she's seen it ALL! The haz-mat suit might be a good idea though! It would be hysterical if she was wearing one the next time one of you holy terriers has an appointment!
We are glad the Scruffman's paw is doing better!
Aire-hugs,
Penny & Patches (who hoo milly ates our mom by peeing on the floor when I meet new peeps)
Well. We have to take the side of Scruffman. And Stanny. It's not that we don't like vets. And that don't sympathize with the things that vets experience. But currently Moma has influenced us to shake our heads at the financing we provide for the vet's new additions on their cozy homes.
You see. I went in a few weeks ago for a toofie cleaning. While I was snoozing. Deep deep snoozing. i peed. Seems the pee was dark and the vettie stuck something up me and got more pee. With blood in it. Tested it. Sent it off for more testing. Called Moma. And listed off all the horrible things it might've been suggesting.
Well. A belly shave and sonogram later ... oh, yeah, and several hundred dollars later ... turns out I'm healthy as a horse. Nuthin' wrong they can find. In fact, everything looks "perfect" to the vet man. (Probably burst a vessel from stress. Imagine! Me? Stressed? In a cage? Before my lovely sedation? Before my toofie cleanings? Me?)
Anyhow. Now Moma is poorer. The vet is richer. I'm still the same ole me. All is good. AND Moma got to see the vetman that she has a mega-crush on. He IS a wonderful person. Even if he drains Moma's pocketbook.
All's well.
And we're happy.
Now. Be nice to each other. Please.
Love and kisses
Fergi (and Jake ... who was oblivious to it all, until I came home with a shaved belly)
Oh heavens. Dr. Mary could probably use a vacation!
Once again we can;t say anything because our secretary is still rolling on the floor with laughter.
Except this: we think Mumsie will need to change her voice the next time she calls for an appointment...
Wirey hysterical woofs!!
Jake and Just Harry
Crikey Agatha fainted when she saw Scruffy like that.. and now she is throwing stuff into her overnight bags.....I told her to leave the blender as I am SURE you have tons... Tell Scruff that I am still rolling over Stanleys glands hitting Dr Mary whooooooooo what a good one...I am coming over to..I think he needs a good game of poker...Love Archie..Just to let you know she is bringin her orthopaedic nursing book with her and it weighs a hundered pounds and she said she is going to test you... Just letting you know...
Well, might as well get started out on the right paw - Lacy you're next - guess you'll throw up on her next....
Very funny - bet you guys are the MOST POPULAR family of Dr. Mary's practice...
XXoooXoooXOoXxo
Ciao miei amici!
Santo puzza, your life is like a Fellini film!!! Next time you see Dottore Maria, she'll probably be wearing triple strings of garlic around her neck to ward off evil doggie odors!
BTW, I, Lucia, had to revive la mia ragazza after she passed out from laughter over this post ...
Tanti baci!
Lucia
you guys so have a knack of making my momma howl with laughter so if mary vet is your new one what did you lot do to your old vet arf arf
Holey Moley. Dr Mary deserves a sainthood. Thank dog my dearest darling sweetie pupcake and her lovely legged live in Boss Town nowhere near Transil Vania. Yap you're never moving.... xxxx
OMD - sounds like maybe it is time to find a new vet:)
Woos - Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara
Poor Dr. Mary and Mumsie. Those boys are a hoot.
Poor Dr. Mary. What will she think when you come to visit - she's probably already dreading it!!
XOXO
Lilly, Piper, Carrleigh and Ruairi
PS - our word verification is "backsi". Guess there wasn't room to add the "de" BOL!
Yes, your Dr Mary certainly needs to suit up when she sees your group coming! Better bring her a peace offering next time, like a plate of cookies or something. Vets like treats too, I hear. Works for me.
Happy Tails,
William Tell
wooo poor Dr Mary, I hope you take her a tip or some cookies next time! Sheesh. Glad the boys are back on the mend. Oh, and check out the last pic on our most recent post, some people say it looks familiar...
We just popped in to catch up on whats been happening whilst we've been awol! Lots of catching up to do.
We like the idea of Dr Marys new suit.
Webster says he had to admit when he was a bit younger our vet was making a huge fuss of him which he was not so keen on so.....he wee'd all over her! Whoops
Big Nose Pokes
The Thugletsx
Hi there guys,
we found you in bertie's blog and came over.sorry to find u are not well.
but we enjoyed visiting you and hope u will be well and running soon.
wags,
buddy n ginger
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