When my daddy took me out to the car for a ride I thought I was going to see my grandpa. This is something we do regularly.
But alas we went back to that place where they stick me with needles, lock me in a cage and cut me open on occasion.
From my daddy’s point of view, a yearly checkup is important. He say’s it’s to make sure I am healthy and that my teeth, ears and heart are all okay. He also wanted to make sure my kneecaps were completely healed and working fine.
I could have told him that and avoided a $70 visit. I’m not paying for it.
Unfortunately the scale was not my friend. It showed me weighing in at 11 pounds. A standard AKC Chihuahua should weigh no more than 6 pounds.
I am not standard. Nor am I AKC. Nobody gave me any papers which is why I was sold cheap. How barbaric is that?!
The thing is, I am larger than the average Chihuahua. Even still, the doctor says I need to lose a few pounds. Being overweight can have a bad effect on my heart and legs.
I hope I do not have to give up all my treats. And those long walks are quite taxing. I prefer napping.
My daddy asked the doctor why I sometimes stop what I’m doing and run to my bed, hiding under the covers. He says it’s probably because I hear something my daddy doesn’t and it scares me.
I have keen hearing, although sirens do not bother me. I can even hear when a little food drops on the kitchen floor. I’m there in a flash to gobble it up.
Diet or not, I will find and eat anything that falls on the floor. Knowing I have no real physical problems is always good. As I get older it will be even more important.
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