Today I have an extra reason to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. Of course, it is exciting because I am the ultimate Irish dog and look handsome with an empty can of Guinness around my neck! BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!
I went to my yearly vet appointment to get examined and have my vaccine. Everything except the nasty weather was perfect! I got into the car by myself! Mommy did not need to shove, prod, poke, or bribe to get me into the car. When I arrived at the clinic, my favorite veterinary technician commented on how great I looked and how beautiful my coat was. Oh yeah, Justin Timberlake thinks he brings sexy back
. He's wrong. It's me.
Next, my favorite veterinary technician weighed me and I gain almost FIVE POUNDS! Woohoo!
The other technician brought me in the exam room and I cooperated while they put a thermometer in my posterior end. YIKES! After a little wait, the veterinarian came in and talked to mommy. I had to wait. And wait. And wait before she finally looked at me! Mommy and my vet are friends and very chatty. *Yawn*
Once Mommy and the vet realized the point of the visit was ME, she did a thorough examination and listened to every single centimeter of my lungs. And guess what, my lungs sounded PERFECT! My heart sounded good too. Whoohoo! Next, she palpated my abdomen very thoroughly to look for any enlarged lymph nodes. Did she find any? No! Instead, all of that poking and prodding resulted in a few burps, the hiccups, and a couple of choice farts. HA! Serves them right! We ended this rendez-vous with a quick injection and away we went.
So folks, please join me in a week long party! I will be serving Bailey's Irish Cream, Guinness, and all sorts of goodies.
FINNEGAN IS BACK AND BADDER THAN EVER!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAA!!!