Thursday, June 12, 2008
So we are preparing for our summer vacation to the beach by getting the dog updated on shots for the kennel. (Yeah, not for her health, that sounds so much better) Anyway, we make our way to the vet. She does real good in the car, no throwing up. We get in there and out of the exam room pretty efficiently. LB is being good staying close and not getting into too much. When we come out the room there is a line of people and their pets waiting to pay or get in. We noticed this huge great dane right beside us. It was hard not to. Beautiful dog. Noticeably a boy dog. As I wait in line looking towards the counter-my goal-I turn back to make sure LB isn't doing anything he shouldn't be. As I turn my head, there in his hands are nestled the very bits that make this great dane a noticeable male. And I could almost read his mind as if to say, "Hmmm what are those? Our dog doesn't have those." Instantly I shriek out his name and he lets go. I am just thankful I caught him at the nestled stage and not the "test the density" stage. I think that would require a longer vet visit than bargained for. Oh the innocense of LB! First thing said as soon as we walked through our front door-"Go wash your hands."