Oz is at the vet getting neutered today. First time he's been
left somewhere, so I hope he understands. Last week Maddie
was gone all day at the vet getting lumps removed. Maybe he
can make the association that she was gone, but came back,
to his situation.
When I got there to drop him off this morning, another person
was already at the counter dropping their dog off, without a
leash on their dog I might add. His dog came charging at the
door. Ah such control he had of the dog. I could see right away
why he felt he didn't need a leash on his dog. Anywho, I waited
outside, until they got a leash on the dog. Then when I entered
I took Oz quite a bit aways from him to wait, so that the dog
wouldn't feel his space was threatened. Didn't help. He started
growling at us, which just made Oz wag his tail more furiously.
Ah silly naive pup. He's sizing you up as a breakfast snack, not
a play companion.
Then I really had to bite my tongue from laughing out loud, when
the vet tech went to take the leash from the guy and asked if the
dog was friendly. Even though his dog had been growling at us
minutes before, he said with a straight face that his dog doesn't
have an aggressive bone in his body... Loves everybody...
Uh Huh... Not sure Oz would agree with him... or maybe he would
since he has no dog sense apparently.
Last I saw of the vet tech, she was being drug off down the
hall by the dog. A dog in serious need of some obedience
classes and a less delusional owner.
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