June 28th 2008 6:49 pm
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Went to the vet yesterday for my 2nd set of shots. I weighed in at 3.5 pounds. OMC! I'm a little porker. Just a month ago I weighed 1.8 pounds. I guess that's what happens when you have food at your disposal 24/7.
After being weighed, they brought me back into the exam room and put me on the table. I may be young, but I'm not stupid. I know the routine and knew what was going to happen next. So, I made a beeline for mom. I tried to squeeze myself in between her arm and her side. I didn't get very far before they stuck me with those needles. Afterwards, I ran into my kennel and tried to bury myself in the back of the kennel beneath the towel.
Mom was telling me today that she needs to get me fixed. I don't know what that means, but it doesn't sound good. She says I'm old enough to have it done and the sooner the better. Uh-oh. I don't think I'm going to like whatever that is!!!
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