Have firmly established that Zoey hates dentists as much as me. Just going to the dentist produces flop-sweat, squirming and misery - for me. For Zoey, the day consisted of tossing her in the traveling crate, taking her to vet, getting her weighed, hissing at the vet tech, hissing at the doctor, me being told that they couldn't get urine from her
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