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Worst. Behaved. Dog. Ever.

Looks harmless doesn’t he? This was us on our way to Petco for his puppy shots. I thought to myself, “Wow, he is really good in the car, maybe this won’t be as bad as I thought.” WRONG! We made it past the buffet table of dog treats without owing them any money. So far so good. Turn the corner to stand in line behind the other 20 dogs and cats getting shots today and all hell breaks loose. He starts barking and pulling and barking and pulling. He has a choke collar on and clearly doesn’t care that he is choking. At 9 months pregnant, I sit on the floor with him hoping that he will chill out and sit with me. Wrong again. The people ahead of me didn’t seem amused. I briefly thought of just leaving, but he needs the damn shots, we are already here, and he can’t possibly be this bad the whole time, right? WRONG AGAIN! Finally my mom shows up with my daughters. They stood in line while I hid in each aisle with the strongest dumbest dog (who at this point is wheezing from choking himself) trying to keep his gazed from landing on any other animals. My fingers are purple and I have indents on my hands from the chains on the leash wound tightly around my hand.

My mother is humiliated, but luckily the people in line behind us found the whole thing hysterical. I honestly didn’t give a crap at this point what anyone thought. As I sit in the middle of a random aisle just waiting for him to rip one of these bags of food open, he somehow gets the clip off his collar! He’s off…now I am off. Left my pocketbook mid-isle (thankfully my 9-year-old had the sense to go pick it up) and am now chasing this beast through Petco just waiting for him to come face to face with one of his new “friends.” He finds the back of the line and I manage to grab him BY THE TAIL as some brilliant person is taking their cat OUT of the crate….really people? Can’t you see there is a maniac on the loose!!!

Time to fill out the paperwork and my mother has to do all that because I have no hands free…I have been reduced to trying to sit on this idiot to keep him still. Did I mention I was 9 months pregnant? The vet assistant comes over to tell me I should really get a harness because he might accidentally break his trachea pulling that hard. Excuse me ma’am but he should be worried about me “accidentally” breaking his neck in its entirety at this point!

I am seriously sweating profusely by the time it is actually our turn and it took a grown man, myself, and the vet to keep him “still” enough to actually inject his sorry behind with the whatever, which he took like a trooper…go figure. There is more paperwork to be done, but this dog has got to go. Out to the car he goes and I can finally go in without being yanked in every direction (you know, right by the training class) to finish up the paperwork. As I walk back in, I am wondering how hysterical the security tapes from today must be…and the best part…he has to go back in a month for the other rabies shot…

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