It started out like an ordinary, boring day. But then Mom mentioned that I would be going to see Dr. Fox. This was reason for me to cock my head and listen more closely.
It did not go well. Dr. Fox's kitteh hissed and swatted at my face just because. I was insulted.
Then, Mom made a scene.
She sat on the bench above me yakkety yakking to another people-person and didn't notice that I was exploding with nervousness (if ya know what I mean)...
Paying no attention to her poor little anxiety ridden pup under the bench, she talked and she laughed and she rubbed and grinded her foot through the big ol' pile of poop that I dropped beside her foot. Then, her misfortune
became my fault.
I confess, it was one of my bigger dumps.
Half way through her 'clean up' as she was washing her feet with the wipes that were brought to her, I heard the man across from us telling her she missed some underneath her big toe. (I had to laugh). Flip flops + Dog poop + paying no attention to what is going on = one big mess. If she were looking for someone to blame I would suggest she look in the mirror.
I was in no mood for her shenanigans, so when I heard her tell Dr. Fox it would be best to muzzle me from the get-go, I turned on all of 'em. Mom shut me up just in time.
Doc said I checked out just fine and I'm healthy as can be. Then he gave me rabies. Or a shot for them.... or something like that.
Mom went home and washed her feet in soapy water.
OMD...Gracie! Well, look at it this way. You gave Mom a day she will NEVER FURget! BUTT why did the dogter give you RABIES???? He should have given Mom Rabies instead! Just sayin'
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Gracie, I'm sorry to say I'm laughing this this post. Your poor mom. She'll remember this day for a long time and she will never be forgetful of you again when you go to visit the vet :)
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Oh GRACIE, you poor thing. That was quite an ordeal. But your poor mom too. I hope her flip flops were salvageable. Once the smell of poop is in them, it's hard to get it out.
ReplyDeleteEwwww! So did a cat scratch poor Gracie? If so, it was a stress poop! So glad she got a good checkup, you are a great mom to her! Your title is intriguing and the story lives up to it!
ReplyDeleteOMD flip-flops and dog pooh do not mix. Sorry peeps did LOL. At least that is it for now. Have a terrific Tuesday.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes Molly
Oh that gave me a morning giggle:) Gracie, you really know how to tell a funny/not funny to MOM story! Stay out of trouble today:)
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