Today’s Post was planned around Ray’s annual vet appointment (it was yesterday) but it was almost (stress almost) uneventful!
As soon as we put his travel harness on him, he knew he was going somewhere in the car and was quite excited. Who knows what places he thought he might be going to, but the vets may not have been on the top of his list! To be truthful though, he does not have a problem actually going to the vets because the staff treat him really well, and his particular vet seems to love seeing him.
As soon as we entered the clinic, Flood (the office cat) was scooped out of her basket on the reception counter, and taken somewhere less problematic than being within reaching distance of Ray! It wasn’t long before we were guided into another room where we waited. We knew as soon as Ray’s vet was about to come in because he was at the door ready for his imminent treats and, as expected, she immediately spoiled him.
Much as Ray seems to like his vet, he does have reservations about women in white coats and so he is always a little wary about events and watches everybody very carefully. As soon as he saw Natalia (his vet) approach him with stethoscope in hand, he jumped up onto the bench seat next to me but, with me stroking him and talking softly to him and Carol feeding him pieces of apple, he was very cooperative. Natalia did comment that it was so much easier this time to have a good listen to his heart. Kudos for Ray!
She then gave him a nice syringe covered in peanut butter and, while he was licking, she was squirting a med into his mouth. He never knew!
He has had intermittent ear infections since being with us so a look inside both ears is always part of his examination and, while he was not quite so cooperative, it was sufficient to determine that a mild infection was prevalent and that we (read Carol) should keep putting the medication in.
Therein followed a general all over check for lumps, and that his teeth and gums were good. He passed! There may well have been other items on the examination agenda which I was not aware of however, we then came to the dreaded needles.
Ray does not technically have a problem with needles. He just resigns himself to them (don’t we all?). His problem is when two or more “white coats” approach him however, with an inundation of really yummy treats, he is quickly flipped onto his side and then held down (which is when he resigns himself to due process).
Injections are generally very quick… but taking blood? Well, we’ve all no doubt been there! With all “pointy things” removed, Ray got loads of treats again and, this time, a friend of ours who works there and who knows Ray’s full story wanted to see him before we left. Once again, he was spoiled terribly after which we made our way to the reception desk to pay our bill!
I have to say that they are incredibly efficient at spoiling Ray and making him feel welcome there, but I cannot say the same for their treatment of the people who actually pay the bills. Ray was so good that you would have thought a 30-40% discount would have been offered?
Anyway, for anybody interested, his various medications, injections, plus his examination, and stool sample analysis totaled just over $500.00. We totally support the vet clinic but, while we have no problem with justifying the cost, we do wonder about people with multiple dogs in their family! How on earth do they manage?