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Big Boy Britches

Big Boy Britches

June 18, 2015
Posted in: Dogs | Reading Time: 1 minute

Big Boy - 116/365

Yesterday, he put his big boy britches on and let the vet poke him in the rib cage with a needle to check on a cyst. Of course it took his favorite position: burying his head between my thighs. “I don’t wanna see momma!” Then, burying his pointy nose in a huge pile of treats in my hand under my legs while still hiding his head between my thighs. All the while, a vet tech on one side scratching his left rib cage while the vet made the poke in the right rib cage. Hiding his head, a pile of treats, and distraction scratching--plus a 100 mg tablet of Trazadone to calm his anxiety 2 hours before.

Poor Loki! Sometimes he’s just a pile of nerves. But he did it. And I couldn’t be more proud.

Results are just a fatty cyst. Not only is he gonna live but the the vet didn't try kill him after all!

"Thank dog and praise cheeses," said Loki.

Thank you to the great vets at The Whole Pet Vet and Wellness Center, who thought of combination of distractions.

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4 comments on “Big Boy Britches”

  1. Ha - Loki and Lightning have a lot in common. But Lightning thinks a lot of inanimate objects are going to kill him, like bikes, and boxes, and skateboards, and signs on the treebelt, and shopping bags, and on and on. Mom hopes one of these days he finds those big boy britches too.

    So glad to hear it is just a fatty cyst.

    Woos - Ciara and Lightning

  2. We're glad it was just a fatty thing!!!
    I get to have cheese on a stick at my vet's! It's great! She takes something called a tongue depressor and squirts cheese-in-a-can all over it. I get to lick it and lick it! It's wonderful! Heck, I'd be happy just to chew on the stick, but don't tell Dr. Artzer!
    Yours sincerely,
    Margaret Thatcher

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