A Trip To The Vet

Last year when I brought Earl to the vet for his first time it was a new experience for me. I selected the veterinarian out of convenience (their office was a two minute drive from work). Earl had two visits to that particular vet, and I just didn't feel comfortable with the care he received. There was nothing bad about the care, just nothing special. And if I felt uncomfortable, I am sure earl felt the same way as he is probably more sensitive than I am.

This week I took Earl to a different vet, one recommended by a girl I work with. The difference was night and day. Whereas the vet last year had me hoist Earl up onto the exam table, this veterinarian got down on the floor and ran her hands all over him, checking him out thoroughly. He received two shots and did not even flinch. The vet was enamoured with Earl and told me about how when she received her training in animal acupuncture and chiropractic, they practiced on greyhounds because of their muscle definition. She also commented on how stoic the hounds were. She said they could do almost whatever they needed to do with the dogs and they never reacted negatively because they were so used to be handled.

Earl's weight last year after his second visit to the vet was 73.1 lbs. This year... 13 months later... 73 lbs. Looks like he has found his natural weight. I should be so lucky.