Dude! So like who did I piss off that I had to deal with the vet today? Like that sux. First it's a needle...yeah!.. a needle! and the next thing I know I'm seeing reruns of Mr. Ed. "Wilbur"!Anyway, turns out my owner decided to have my "wolf" teeth taken out 'cus it might be uncomfortable for me to have a bit in my mouth.....Wha??
What's a bit and why is it going in my mouth? Where's Dr. Doolittle when you need him.
So, the vet's got a hand in my mouth with a sharp thingie and starts pokin at my gums. Let me tell you, even with drugs, that hurt! So I act up a little and guess what?...more drugs. I could hardly stand up ..... it was great! Until they start with the pokin again. Next thing I know they got this jaws of life thing in my mouth and I'm in gelding lockdown.
I'm a bad drunk so I decided to cooperate 'cus I knew my headache would be a lot worse if they gave me anymore "stuff". Cool.
Check this out, once the vet gets my toofie out, my owner takes off and leaves me with the vet...at least I think that's what happened....all kind of blurry still, and my left hoof is still draggin a little makes it tuff to typppe. More tomorrow....Turbo - Out..
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