Monday and Off to the Spin Doctor

I started limping last night, kind of like I did last Summer. It started suddenly, unlike last Summer,  so Mama carried me out to tinkle, up the stairs, up on the bed…..you get the idea.  This morning, she decided that I needed to see Dr B, the Spin Doctor, previously referred to as Dr WTF because of the first three letters of his license plate.

 

I was  worked me in for an appointment this morning.  Seeing as my schedule was a little off, the first thing I did was take a dump on the examining room floor, which Mama quickly cleaned up and sanitized.  She’s lightning quick…the Tech was poised to do it, but Mama got there first.

 

When it was all said and done, Dr. B told Mama with a twinkle in his eye that she had attributed my limp to  the wrong rear leg….she’s dyslexic, and he knows that, and that he thought it was a soft tissue issue ( I made a rhyme!).  He prescribed an anti-inflammatory given orally by syringe.  At this point in the conversation, Mama looked at him and said, “Just spray it in his mouth huh?  I can assure you that isn’t going to be successful.”  Dr B said it didn’t come in tablet form, this would be faster working, and if she would put it on my food, I would scarf it up because it has an “excellent flavor profile”.  Shades of Gordon Ramsey.  She is also  to stop carrying me everywhere and call by Thursday if things haven’t improved, cause then it will be X Ray time.  We don’t want X Ray time.

 

So when we got home, it was bonus time for me  I got a shot of my wet food and a shot of the inflammatory and true to Dr B’s words, I gobbled it up!  It’s going to be hard for Mama not to carry me everywhere, but in her heart, she knows B’s is right.  So stay tuned……..