When You Are Having a Bad Day!

Everyone can have a bad day once in a while, but mine lasted for a few days, because I was made to do things I do not like. Wouldn’t you be grouchy under those circumstance?

Doc and I woke up Sunday morning, the weather was beautiful and I made sure I was an extra good boy because it was Mother’s Day. I even let her sleep in late. Everything was just peachy until Doc decided it was warm enough outside to give me a bath. I hate that hose, especially when the cold water hits my private parts. After the bath, Doc used the blow dryer to get all the water out of my hair. I don’t like the blowing noise at all, it’s kind of scary. After that torture was over, she put me in the back yard to finish drying off and that’s when I started to get in trouble. I don’t know about you human’s, but I like to do zoomies to let go of that pent up anxiety. That was ok, but when she saw me rolling around in the grass and mulch, well lets just say she was not happy. She was also not thrilled when I started digging a hole in the grass where she had just seeded. “Grover, no!” she yelled in a stern voice. At that point, I had enough, so I barked and growled back at her and that’s when she put me back in the house in time-out. After that things were quiet until Monday.

Things started out normally, but after the work day was over, we got in the car and we drove to the veterinarian’s office. Now I don’t mind going there at all, as everyone is very nice to me, but today I didn’t realize it was time for my yearly physical. The first part was ok, when Dr. B listened to my heart looked in my eyes and examined my hips. But, I didn’t like the two shots I got and them drawing my blood. We talked about how well I am doing for a dog that will be 13 in two months and how to help me age comfortably. The one thing I did like hearing was Dr. B telling Doc about a place she can take me that sounds kind of like a spa for dogs they will do massage and some acupuncture to help loosen those stiff old joints I have. I sure hope Doc hooks me up with that.

I was pretty sore after all of that poking and prodding and when we got home I ate supper and fell right to sleep, wondering what kind of torture Doc had in mind for me the rest of the week. Luckily on Tuesday and this morning, we have gone back to our normal routine. As I write this, Doc is getting everything set up for our Stress Management group and going over her caseload for the day. All is right in my world again.

I guess the moral of the story is that sometimes in life, you are going to have bad days where you have to deal with things you don’t like. The trick is to not let it beat you down. After all, not everyday is going to be a bad day.