We will have to be taking Ray to NOAH* pretty soon as he will need a pre-heartworm prevention blood test and a general physical examination and, as it is our standard practice to take him there for “happy visits” prior to getting any medical attention from the staff, we duly made arrangements for a “happy visit”.
That “happy visit” worked out very well in that Ray was totally spoiled with treats however, business dictated that a vet was not available to spend a few moments with him. The ramifications of that surfaced later.
Next door to NOAH is The Ark, a pet food and supplies store. On one of Ray’s visits back in 2013, he had picked up a quite large bag of dog food off a lower shelf and dropped it at the lady assistant’s feet! This clearly endeared him to her as he always gets special attention now whenever we visit. That in turn explains why he rationalises NOAH and The Ark as a joint visit. Unless The Ark happens to be closed, he won’t let us leave without a quick visit to say “Hi!” Of course the fact that he can get his paws up on the counter and then make direct eye contact with the lady there may help his “cause”.
Ray has recently been paying more attention to his rear than one would expect and a quick inspection noted some irritation in that area. While we were not overly concerned, we did call the vet and suggest that she take a look, after all, she is more skilled in these matters than us. At the appointed time, we were directed into a room and waited for the vet. Remember how she was not available at his last “happy visit”? Ray was certainly not associating treats with her as she approached in her white coat! He climbed up onto the seat and tried to hide behind me. I’m pretty sure he was looking for protection, (“C’mon Dad! Help me out here!”)
Of course, as always with Ray, some appropriate treats saved the day and after a brief examination, we were advised that it did not seem of too much concern but should be monitored. They provided some cream to rub over the inflammation and, within a few days, it looked much better and Ray was giving it much less attention.
A few moments after receiving his mildly invasive examination, Ray seemed to have refocused. After exiting the vets, he dragged us into The Ark where he coerced treats out of the lady there and all seemed to be quickly forgotten as he settled down for the ride home.
The end of another eventful day in the life of Ray!
*North Oakville Animal Hospital