I should be getting used to this by now after as many dogs as we've had, but it just doesn't get any easier.

Muffin won't be a problem in the car. I put her in her car seat and strap her in. Max is a real pain in the rear in the car. He cries, whines, and carries on the whole trip. Normally when we take him to the vet, Dick comes along and holds him. That's the only way he'll stay any where near calm in the car. Yikes, thinking about it is giving me a headache on the top of the horrible head cold I have.

While Max is there, we're going to have his skin looked at. He's come up with more spots of scabby, peeling skin. He's not chewing his feet like he was, but he's losing more hair. And Dick noticed he has a couple of bumps in his neck under the skin (like lymph nodes). The poor little guy, he's got so many problems. We worry about him so much.

Even if he is a pain in the behind. He's our gazillion dollar dog! Gotta love the goof!