This is also a great name for a bar. Anyhow, Lucie has a severe ear infection in one ear and a mild one in the other. Can you guess what this means? Your choices are:
a. Rearranging my whole schedule to take the dog to the vet
b. Spending about a million dollars to pay for all the crap she needs
c. Getting covered with ear spooge as the dog shook her head
d. All of the above
If you answered “d”, you are correct my friend! It was a fun trip, one in which F-bombs were dropped quite liberally. I’ve been calling Lucie “The Tilted Dog” all day because she keeps tilting her head to the side of her badly infected ear. As a result, she’s been walking a bit to the left for the past few days. She actually ran into a door last night because of this.
However, I did meet a woman and her dog there, both of whom had worse issues than Lucie. The woman told me she adopted her dog 3 months earlier from a shelter. The shelter told her the dog had been spayed on June 14. Apparently, they were wrong. The dog was most definitely in heat. When the vet called the shelter, the vet was told that they had no record of the woman or the dog (the woman did have the adoption papers). Weird? Just wait. The woman and the dog were both nice, however, she just felt the need to keep talking to me. Ordinarily I wouldn’t have minded except – the woman had NO TEETH. Not one. Just smooth, shiny gums. The 13-yr-old dog on the other side of me had more teeth than this woman. And to make it worse, spit kept flying out of her mouth in my direction. Can I just say ewww??? I was actually getting physically nauseous sitting there. I wanted to tell the woman that there was a dental office right next door, but I thought that might be a bit rude. After all, with her dog leaking all over the floor, I guess the woman was a bit preoccupied.
