Under the InfluencePosted: July 16, 2013
It’s time for me to be completely honest with you. When this picture was taken late yesterday afternoon, I was a little under the influence. I had just returned to my house after having my teeth cleaned by my V-E-T. I was kind of groggy and slightly wobbly, and my eyes were extremely bloodshot. I will put your mind at ease right now and let you know that I did not drive myself.
I have tried to piece the day together as well as I possibly can. My humans woke up pre-crack of dawn because my daddy had an early flight. I slept in. When I finally did wake up, go outside for my initial backyard perimeter search, and come back in . . . breakfast was not served. Something was up. And then mommy and I skipped our usual morning walk. Something was definitely up. The next thing I knew I was in my chariot being chauffeured to the V-E-T. I remember a very nice lady coming out to get me, and I remember looking back at my mommy, and that’s the last thing I remember until I saw my mommy again about eight hours later. I’m not completely sure what happened during those eight hours, but I can tell you that my mouth felt really, really clean and my teeth were super shiny and white . . . and I was starving.
I had a very small dinner, and then I drifted off to la la land. I didn’t even have the energy to move away from my dinner bowl. I just rested my head on the edge, and I went to sleep. After a little while, Mommy woke me up and said that it was time to go to bed. No argument from me. I am quite pleased to report that I had an excellent dental report. I am feeling much more coherent this morning and I think I’ll have a better recollection of this day.