Tuesday, February 5, 2008

"You Think I'm Going Where??"

"To the vets?!! Guess again, sister!!"



Sure she's a cute lil' 6 pound Chihuahua, but she turns into Cujo when she goes to the vets to get her nails trimmed.


I experienced this for the very first time. Hubs usually takes her because in the past she's been (as he puts it) a "handful." But I had the honors of escorting her this time.


She started to become possessed when we pulled into the parking lot. She immediately crawled up my shoulders and literally onto my head. I tried to calm her down by talking to her and bribing her with her Nyla-Bone. She was having no part of it and continued to crawl all over me as we sat in the waiting room.


The door opens and a sweet lil' dew drop of a girl says "Gracie?" "That's us." I responded, as we proceeded to walk into the exam room.


I placed her on the exam table. She sat there petrified but was being a good girl. That was until our vet walked in the room... Then all h*ll broke loose! She must have left an impression on him since her last visit because he had a tiny lil' muzzle in his hand along with her chart.


"We just have to slip this on her face,", he says. "WE?! You got a mouse in your pocket, Doc? Sorry, but I'm not on your payroll", I thought to myself. But I knew there was no turning back and I had to get the job done.


So after using a few Greco-Roman wrestling moves on her (I learned while watching the Ultimate Fighting Championship), we finally got the muzzle on. Whew! Now he comes at her with the nail nippers. I saw the look in her eyes... She literally put her front paws up to the sides of her face and whipped it off her head! I swear Houdini couldn't have gotten out of that muzzle faster than she did. If there was a doggie world record, she would have taken the gold.


Round two... We get the muzzle back on her. This time using a double knot, staples, velcro and Gorilla glue. (Nah, I'm just pulling your leg. I didn't use the Gorilla Glue) But we made sure she couldn't get out of it.


He proceeds to try and clip her nails as all three of us "dance" around the exam room. After carving me up like a Thanksgiving turkey with her nails, I said I have had enough. He got all but two and that was good enough for me. As I wiped the sweat from my forehead, I apologized for her wild behavior and paid the bill. I'm surprised he didn't charge me triple for that one.


We get home and she's back to her sweet lil' self, romping around the house and playing with her sisters like nothing ever happened. Meanwhile I'm in the bathroom with the First Aid kit tending to my battle wounds. I even had scratches on my stomach!


When hubs came home from work he pipes up, "How did she do?" After he saw the look on my face he said, "Not so good?" Gee, was my bloodied hands, arms and torso a dead giveaway?

9 comments:

Bluejean Primitives said...

This was the funniest thing I've ever read!!! I'm laughing so hard I had tears rolling down my face!!!! LOL ok ok ok I knowwwwww you got hurt but... well... I"M STILL LAUGHING! lol awwwwwwww

I love reading your blog!

kat449 said...

oh Peanut...Im so sorry for giggling, but I had the visual goin on with that sweet lil puppy face... arent they somethin? 2 otta 10 arent so bad though....
keep your eye on your chiwhawa scratch fever though...

Poor lil Gracie, what was goin on in her lil head to be so traumatized???? me thinks ya need the dog whisperer. Kat

Michelle said...

Peanut,
You should be a comedian....You have such a way with humor and words...OMG...I would NEVER believe that her sweet little self....all six pounds of her would take down the whole room. I think your hubs owes you something for doing all that.....

Hugs,
Tink

Denise said...

You're not alone. My little min pin must be ticklish on her paw pads because she literally turns into a Tasmanian Devil when it's nail trimming time.

She's gotten better with age but when I first adopted her, we used to have to sedate her before even attempting to put on a muzzle.

Chatty Kathy~Palmetto Prims said...

Hahahahaha!! My little min pin is the same way, which is why hubby takes her, not me!!! LOL!!!

tattered 'n torn prims said...

You've just given my family more reason to believe that I am a little crazy...I'm sitting here laughing hysterically....not at you may I mention!! Okay...maybe a little...but only cause I'm the vet taker-er here too!! Hardy har har!! Thanks for the chuckle!!
Stace

Cookie said...

LOLOL ... this is the funniest story yet, Goob!

That Gracie ... she is DYNO-MITE!

Robin said...

Oh my oh my ...I'm still wiping the tears from my eyes .. I laughed so hard I cried !!! Too funny !!! And the music !! Perfect combo with the story, just brought it to life in my laughe'd crazed delerium !!!....LOL
Robin

Plain-n-Simple! said...

Hehe Peanut, Thats too funny, but i am sure you were not laughing at the time. One of my min pins does her own nails the other is so Tonka drunk (we adopted her after she was hurt by a little boy and a Tonka Truck) that she really doesnt fight much.
Peanut how do get an avatar to show up here on your blog by your post?
Thanks for stoppin by my blog! And for the very sweet compliment on Nellie!!!

Hugs,
J-O

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