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Farmer Tag

 Hi, Everybody!

I promised to show you how I dressed for Halloween last week.

I was a Gentleman Farmer. 

(Real stretch, right?)

Truth is, I really don't like gettin' dressed up. It starts with a hat, and the next thing you know, I'm wearin' a stoopid tutu or somethin'. It's easier to draw the line at a bandana and a cap. 

I convinced Mom to go with props instead so you'd get the idea. The rake behind me made me a little nervous, but it was better than the pitchfork Mom went for when she first went into the shed. I convinced her to go with the rake instead.

So, let me tell you what else happened recently... 

Dr. Griffiths

Before Boo and Dad left, she needed to get a special shot to vaccinate her against canine flu. It's a big deal in Florida - and since she was travelin' with Dad, our Florida vet, Dr. Stephanie said she should get the shots before heading south.

Not every vet in Wisconsin carries the vaccine. Mom called around and found out that they have it at Veterinary Village in Lomira, WI. That's about a 35 minute drive from our house. She made an appointment for Bella, who got her first shot about a month ago. Then she had to go back for her booster two weeks later, and guess who got dragged along? Yup. Me.
 

What's Goin' On?

First, they put you in a private room and make you wait a little while just to take you off guard. I kept askin' Dad why we were there, but he wasn't tellin' anyone. Bella's lips were sealed, too.

The Ruse

Dr. Griffiths was a nice enough man. He's cagey, though. He has this sneaky system for givin' shots to us shorter life forms.

When Dr. G and his assistant, John came in, there was a flurry of activity as they descended on Bella with treats. Wait. What? Treats? One of them gave her treats while the other one gave her a shot between her shoulders! She liked the ginger snaps so much that she didn't even care! Ginger snaps!

There Must Be Some Mistake

 

Next thing I knew, they were givin' me treats. Awesome!! Wait. There musta been a mistake. I didn't know I was gettin' a shot, too! Well at least it wasn't in my...um...butt.

 

Mom said we're goin' back this mornin'. Time for my booster. Oh, joy! Be still my beatin' heart. Not even ginger snaps are enough to sidetrack me. The only good thing is when I go to Florida with Mom next year, I won't have to worry about gettin' sick.

I sure hope this isn't the highlight of my week. I'm lookin' for somethin' a lot more excitin' than a shot.

 

I'll see you again in seven. 'til then...  

"Chase A Dream - Or A Squirrel".