|Goin' to the VET.|
|Waitin' like a good sickie boy at the VET.|
|This was the messy floor after I busted my tail open.|
Mom didn't get pictures of the blood on the fridge, cabinets,
walls, doors and ceiling.... YES, ceiling.
Then, momma told the VET about my paws and how I cut them up when I'm outside... so the VET looked at my paws. He told momma that I need to wear boots when going out in the rough snow because there was icky stuffs in the cuts in my paws -which also bleed everywhere. So Grandma Lynda bought me new boots so I no longer have to wear the pink ones. THANKS GRANDMA LYNDA!!! I don't have pictures of my new boots yet.
Then, Dr. VET gets to my eyes... he stuck a icky paper in my eye ball and shined a weird light at me. He said it was to see if there were any cuts on my eyeball. There weren't. So he gave momma some cream to put in my eyes 3 times a day. He also said I needed to be rechecked because my eye lids were rolling in towards my eyes, which could be a whole nother problem - YEA. Seriously.
Then we were just about done when momma remembered the bump that's been on my shoulder since I had my nasty hives. So Dr. VET looked at that and took a mental note of how big (small) it was. So he's going to recheck that today when I go for my recheck of my eye balls. He said he wanted to biopsy it - whatever that means.
|Finally on the way home from the VET.|
|Yep... See that on the end of my tail? YEP.|
|I know, I have a nice butt, but you have to |
look at the end of my tail, please.
|Then the momma gave me a nice treat for leaving my tail wrap on.|
|These were my better eyes on Friday.|