Woof!
Well... went to the vet today with Dabbs. He was really hyper and tough to control, but he was somehow perfectly behaved when it came to getting his shots and shit. Speaking of shit, we have to stick this thing in his poop and give it to the vet for heartworm testing. I hope he's fine! Though he does have this tendency to make his couch cushions his bitch sometimes, and we gotta yell at him and take them away. My mom is confused because he's fixed, but I tell her that it doesn't matter! He still has hormones. He is still a dumb male animal. So today she brought that up to the vet, and what was his answer? You guessed it! It doesn't matter if he's fixed, he's still a stupid boy. OH! Who's right? I am. Who's always right? Me! Who's proud of being right about a situation dealing with my dog getting silly with the couch cushions outside? Nina is.