EvilTwin wrote:
"would you like to get your examination over with then?"
"I guess so."
"I'll just wait on you here Ozzy, so long as thats fine with you Tony." said Ozzy's dad. Addressing the vet from over the outdated magazine he found on the waiting room table.
"thats fine, I'll get you if I need anything"
Ozzy followed Tony a little sheepishly to the examination room. He was almost glad Al wasn't awake to see this. Ozzy saw reasonably little disadvantage in his below average size but some situations made it rather embarrassing. Example one, the examination table. what should be barely a hop up for a full sized shepherd was a recurring struggle for him as the top was almost level with his ears! He took a few steps back to begin his run up but before he could make his leap he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Perhaps, remembering the last time you tried that, you should let me give you a hand?" Tony said. "I won't tell."
Last time Ozzy had a checkup he tried the same approach and almost concussed himself when he mistimed the jump and bounced off the edge of the table. Remembering this Ozzy sagged at the shoulders and sighed,
"If you must I suppose."
Ozzy couldn't stop turning red as tony proceeded to lift him up like a puppy and place him on the table.
After whats seemed like an eternity of "Say ahh", "breathe in", "Don't Squirm" and so on Ozzy Eventually saw his fate, the dreaded shots. His previous encounters with the normally friendly Tony the vet taught him not to cause a fuss so decided to revert to sarcasm to vent his displeasure.
"Oh whoop de doo, You know I can't for this glorious opportunity to get repeatedly stabbed in the butt."
"Oh come on It's not so bad. I'll get it over with soon"
"Easy for you to say." Ozzy quipped mentally.