We Love Roscoe Village

Hello everyone!
Well, I just came from a vet appointment. My mom and dad sure make those things early. I mean, I was all snuggled in bed and they woke me up and scooped me up to go uptown to Roscoe Village Animal Hospital. They love Roscoe Village. Mom likes to play with the Keurig K-Cup coffee maker in the lobby and read the dog magazines. I like when the receptionists fawn over me and give me treats. London hates all of it, but he's more timid than the cat that lives at RVAH. (That cat is pretty fearless I must say. I gave her my most intimidating stare and she just walked right by me! Hmph.) I got to bark at a Great Dane and a Boxer, and they both hid! I was the toughest dog there.

Anyway, I got a bunch of shots so that part wasn't fun, but I was really happy when the vet noticed that I have some ulcers in my mouth! Ouch! They've been rubbing on my teeth, but I had trouble telling mom and dad about that. The bad part is now I have to take antibiotics, but the vet said my mouth would be feeling better soon. Aside from the mouth sores, the vet said I was healthy! He listened to me breathe and said I'd always be a skinny girl. Good, now someone give me a steak!

London got switched from clomicalm to paroxetine. I hope it settles him down! He's such a spaz, but I love him.

Mom said that Roscoe Village was super generous and she was really touched. She said the vet bill would have been more than her poor grad student budget could afford, but my cuteness meant she didn't have to worry. We got a bunch of free Heartgard Plus, which makes me happy because I love those tasty cubes. Mmmm. I don't think they're really medicine, I think they're treats.

Oh, I go back on Thursday for a dental treatment. I'll have to make sure to eat something minty before so I don't scare the nice vet with my dog-food breath.