Up To Date

I spent the last half of my week dragging people and pets to various appointments where we received a total of 8 shots.  We are now all up to date on our vaccinations.  The boy and I went to get our flu shots.  The flu shot is big fun all by itself, but when the nurse checked the boy's charts, she saw he was due for a booster of the meningococcal vaccine.  Good times.  He looked at me like he was 5 years old all over again... eyes wide open... and said, "We are gettin' ice cream." 
Shots at the doctor = ice cream on the way home.  We sat on the couch last night complaining about whose arm hurt the worst.

Then this morning, I took BOTH the cat and the dog to the vet.  At the same time.  Our cat was due for her yearly check-up and vaccinations, so I called and made an appointment.  The receptionist reminded me the dog was due for a heartworm check and vaccine, so I made the bold move to take them together.  I decided if I'm loading one furry child onto the car, I may as well load two.  I'm a sucker for a stressful event.
Our cat was great.  She scrunched down into her box and let the vet check her from head to toe.  She didn't even flinch when the needles went in.  The dog, however, was a different story.  She whined and cried and zoomed around the exam room like a needy toddler.  When it was her turn to have blood drawn, she whimpered like crazy... after the needle came out.  She begged the vet for attention, she begged the vet tech for attention, and she pawed at the door.  She even took a treat from the vet, and then spit it out on the table.  I was embarrassed.  The fur kids were not.

Even as I was trying to pay my absurd bill and check out, our dog pulled on her leash and tried to get the attention of every single person in the lobby.  In case you are wondering, no one got ice cream on the way home.