The Bad Vet

Today Ken took Rusty to the vet to get his annual shots. We are going to Salt Lake this weekend and Rusty stays at the AmeriPet Hotel while we are away. Before you turn your noses at us and claim that we are so snobby we take our dog to our hotel- listen up. The AmeriPet is incredibly affordable. $16 for 24 hours. They feed him, provide a spacious place for him to sleep, give him one on one human interaction/playtime twice a day, and then 4 times a day he gets to play with other dogs that are his size and at his athletic level. He loves it there. And it really gives us peace of mind knowing he is safe and well-cared for and Rachel is nowhere near him while we are not. To get back on task- all dogs at AmeriPet must have their current vaccinations. I fully support this rule. I don't want Rusty coming home with kennel-cough anymore than the next pup-mom. We've come full circle...

Today Ken took Rusty to get his annual shots. We go see Dr. Stone and this was definitely our last visit there. I sincerely think Dr. Stone hates my pup. And, put plainly- if you hate Rusty, I hate you. Sorry bout it. Last year Ken took Rusty and it was a fiasco. Rusty got out of his collar and basically terrorized all the sick animals. Yeah, he jumped over the counter and ran back to where the sick puppies are kennelled and started barking and knocking things over and really made a mess. For this, we apologized and paid for whatever we broke and got a stern talking to. Shortly after Rusty went to obedience school and although we were asked to leave and not come back just about every class session- him and I stuck with it and kept going back and got a certificate. For participation. With all that behind us, Rusty has grown into a fairly respectable dog. He no longer barks at other dogs when he sees them and he'll let anyone pet him and play with him- even check his ears and teeth. So this years trip to the vet was supposed to go much smoother. Ken took the little prince and he was so sweet in the lobby. He sat right at Ken's feet and didn't bark, didn't escape, and didn't act out. When it was his turn he walked into the exam room and let Dr. Stone check his ears, teeth, belly, and paws. Ken said Dr. Stone was being a little gruff with Rusty. He would pick up his ears and look and then almost throw them back against his face. This doesn't bother me too much. Russer is tough. But (!) when it was time for shots the vet pinched Rusty! Ken said they normally pull up his skin a little to put the needle in. No prob. But Dr. Stone pinched and twisted Rusty's skin. Ken could see the doctor's muscles flexing! Rusty yelped and cowered and sat down which made Dr. Stone angry. So he started telling Ken to control his dog and make him stand up and yadda yadda yadda. Boy, if I was there. Smack down. Ken said he told Dr. Stone that it looked like he pinched Rusty pretty hard and that's why he yelped and sat down- not because he was trying to be bad. Of course, the Dr. didn't care and remarked that Rusty is not well-trained. Jerk. Doesn't he know we went to the dumb classes he told us to go to and they tried to kick us out!? Over and over again! Doesn't he know Rusty has a big ol' heart and just wants to make everyone happy?! No, I'm sure he doesn't. Because he doesn't care to get to know the animals he is treating. He just wants us to write a check. Well, Dr. Stone- you got your $70. Way to go. You're successful and you suck. I hate you for being mean to my dog.