First official blog...thing.
Have I ever mentioned that I didn't like the word blog?... I guess not, since this is, of course, my first post.
Well, I joined last night in a drunken stupor. Thanks Maris. -_-
Guess I'm supposed to tell you about my day, right?
Here it goes..
I had to bring my pups to the vet today. Now, let me clarify that I only have one dog, and I call him pups. His name is The Little Guy. He's also not a puppy. People get confused about this..
He has some kind of growth in his mouth. I always get uneasy about bringing him to the vet. He gets nervous, freaks out a little, and sheds on my clothes so much >_<
^
Him ready to leave. I bus it everywhere, so he got a nice walk out of it. He was getting impatient with me while I was putting my shoes on.. -_-
Anyway, turns out it's not that serious, but it still needs to be removed.
I go to wait at the front desk for an estimate (pretty much small fortune, by the way) on the operation, and the receptionist calls me up. "That'll be $72.45."
...
What?
Just for talking to the guy? He didn't even TOUCH my dog! I had to open my dog's mouth for him and everything! Consultation my ass.
I know I have to pay for his time, but holy fuck. Considering I'm not a rich mother fucker, I was pretty pissed.
Still, I grumbled and swore under my breath and handed them my oh so evil credit card.
It's all worth it in the end though. My pups is cute <3
<3<3
Have I ever mentioned that I didn't like the word blog?... I guess not, since this is, of course, my first post.
Well, I joined last night in a drunken stupor. Thanks Maris. -_-
Guess I'm supposed to tell you about my day, right?
Here it goes..
I had to bring my pups to the vet today. Now, let me clarify that I only have one dog, and I call him pups. His name is The Little Guy. He's also not a puppy. People get confused about this..
He has some kind of growth in his mouth. I always get uneasy about bringing him to the vet. He gets nervous, freaks out a little, and sheds on my clothes so much >_<
^
Him ready to leave. I bus it everywhere, so he got a nice walk out of it. He was getting impatient with me while I was putting my shoes on.. -_-
Anyway, turns out it's not that serious, but it still needs to be removed.
I go to wait at the front desk for an estimate (pretty much small fortune, by the way) on the operation, and the receptionist calls me up. "That'll be $72.45."
...
What?
Just for talking to the guy? He didn't even TOUCH my dog! I had to open my dog's mouth for him and everything! Consultation my ass.
I know I have to pay for his time, but holy fuck. Considering I'm not a rich mother fucker, I was pretty pissed.
Still, I grumbled and swore under my breath and handed them my oh so evil credit card.
It's all worth it in the end though. My pups is cute <3
<3<3
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purpoison:
welcome
renna:
welcome to SG, hun!