Anyway, when Mom was finally done and had cleaned up, she said she needed to go run an errand. Dave was on Guard Duty in the bedroom, but I offered up my services to go with her. She said she was just going to the Vet School, but I insisted - what if she got lost? What if someone at the school needed to scratch my ears? What if there were other pups, kit-cats, or other patients who could use a friend? Yep, I had to go with her!
I had a blast checking everything out, then we went inside. We were just picking up a couple on-going prescriptions for me and Dave - no muss, no fuss.
I stopped to strike a pose on the way out; check it out:
|Me at the Kansas State University Veterinary Health Center|
I looked around to see if there was anything exciting going on ...
|"Mom ... that lady over there staring at me ... I think she needs to rub my ears ..."|
... then I got to meet a nice lady with a kit-cat. She rubbed my ears (the lady, not the kitty!) and commented on how nice and soft my fur is. She said massaging my pointy little ears was just what she needed. Funny, it was just what I needed, too.
Mom taught us to not hate going to the vet school by taking lots of "just for fun" trips like this. We just go in, pick up the meds, then walk around the grounds and do some exploring. It's great - and helps us relax when we go there for appointments. Do your bipeds do that for you, too?
I'm sure glad I got to help my Mom run that errand!