I don't exaggerate when I say that Sam has put at least 15 veterinarian's children in college. He has cost me a fortune in vet bills. From the time he was born, he had a walking accident sign on his back and he continues to have one.
Today's visit to the vet was due to a blister type hematoma on his ear. I decided to try a different vet who may have mercy on my job situation and charge less...not!
Sam acted like a good boy. He sat on my lap while waiting his turn. While waiting Mrs. Ritzy Snob comes out with her mini schnauzer, Bridgette. Bridgette wags her tail and jumps on me to greet Sam. Mrs. Ritzy Snob turns her nose up at Sam and says, "Get away from him, Bridgette. He's got eye!" Sam wagged his tail and Bridgette ignored her "mommy". She continued to pull Bridgette away from Sam. Two others stand in line at the counter and she announces to them, "He's got one eye!" No duh! (She didn't say it in a "poor baby" sorta way but in a, "ghetto dog on chair number one" kind of way." Then, she announces that Bridgette was there to get her dental work taken care of and tomorrow, she's having a mole removed for aesthetic purposes. She continued to eye Sam while I ignored them all as they conversed about their doggy spa appointments and grooming appointments.
Sam continued to wag his tail at Bridgette as her mommy tightened her grip on the leash. I whispered to Sam, "It's okay Sam, I don't want you to catch her stupid anyway!"
Sam may not be the most cultured dog and he may have only one eye but he's worth a million dollars, I have the vet bills to prove it.
Lover of God, my awesome husband, Pastor J, my kids, bonus kids, furkids and chocolate. I'm a writer, with a passion for anything creative. I am silly, clumsy, honest, faithful and often times, pathetic but so thankful that God loves me just as I am.