As it had been a full year since Harry visited the vet, he obviously was a little unsettled being there. The waiting room was a blast, with Harry greeting every dog and owner that walked through the door. He was curious about what was going on around the corner and eager to go there.
"It's really great to be here, guys" |
So although we paid for an examination, Harry wasn't able to be fully examined. We left with a prescription for Xanax, some anti-inflammatories for his face, antibiotics for the oozing, and an appointment to return. Our job was to test the Xanax and see if it relaxed Harry so that he'd be more controllable on our next visit. According to our doctor, Xanax could have different effects on different dogs. I laughed that off since Harry is absolutely perfect and nothing is wrong with him ever. Surely he would be high as a kite on that Xanax.
Not the case. Harry went apeshit on Xanax. Barking, trotting around like a maniac until 11pm, not to mention the after effects of some nasty #2s. We cancelled our appointment with the explanation of Harry's obverse behavior. On our second visit we retrieved Harry's alternative doping medication - Acepromazine.
After testing the new meds on Harry, we were satisfied that it did bring him down a bit. The vet recommended a double dosage on his appointment day so we did what we were told. Harry received almost all of his vaccines (we still have to make our fourth visit for the Leptospirosis vaccine) and was a lot better with the techs. Thankfully we didn't have to witness the sticking...I probably would have shrieked. By that point, his face and paw had both healed up as well so things are looking up!
Of course, then we brought home a severely doped up dog. Which led to us being perfect parents, setting Harry up in provocative positions, snapping pics and posting it to the internet. Harry will never get a job now.
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