Vet Phobia

At the vet's office, all of the other dogs were calmly sitting with their owners, that is, until Kelsey and I arrived. Kelsey, now that he knows what evils go on there, wouldn't stop barking. Soon, all of the dogs were barking and one cat in a box was howling. Next, the dogs somewhere in the back were all barking and howling as well. Kelsey started a revolt.

Perhaps wanting to put an end to the insurrection, we were called to a back room ahead of everyone else. Kelsey turned into a whirling dervish as I tried to walk him. Everyone laughed. I just smiled, but it's embarrassing having the only kid who acts up.

Kelsey had to be dragged to the back for his chemo. Later, while waiting for him, I could hear someone yell, "NO, NO, NO, NO, STOP!" I don't know who was being yelled at, but I'm guessing it was Kelsey, but he doesn't know what no and stop means. I never taught him. He just heard, blah, blah, blah, blah.

In another room, I overheard a woman saying very slowly and enunciating carefully, "Mommy go potty. Come right back." She said it several times to make sure her dog understood. A few minutes later, she returned and said, "See? Mommy come right back." If her dog understood all of that, he's a lot smarter than my dogs.