Well it’s 48 hours after Cream Puff’s first vet visit and he’s doing well.
On the drive over he was pretty angry that he was locked in a pet carrier and he cried a little, but all in all he did pretty good for his first car ride.
Once he went into the exam room he was frightened; however when he needed to be weighted he just plopped down on the scale. He even did well when got his shots, didn’t even cry.
Ironically the only time he tried to jump off of the table and run was when the nurse took his temperature. That was surprising I thought the shots would’ve been worse than getting his temperature taken. When I was holding him he looked up at me with eyes as wide as I’ve ever seen. If he could talk based on the expression on his face he would’ve said… “Mom what did she just put in my butt?”
Once he got home he hid under the couch and every time I came near him he ran away. Later that night I needed to do one more thing for him that would annoy him even more; I needed to give him his de-worming medicine, and man was that a struggle, but I finally got it down his throat.
Yesterday he started to come around and began to trust me, and today he warm and cuddly and back his silly nutty self.
That’s my boy. 🙂