Monday, April 24, 2006
Caesar
Caesar was the first dog that my family had ever owned. My husband promised that he would get a dog that doesn't shed because of my allergies. When he bought our chow, I assumed he didn't shed. As he got older, patches of brown hair started to fall out and I was in a panic. Since my husband was at work, I bundled my two daughters in the car and put Caesar in beside them. I just knew that he was dying or had the mange or something else fatally wrong with him. I could have died when my vet told me he was just shedding. I tried to tell him that my husband told me that the dog wouldn't shed and I think the vet thought about having me committed for insanity. Not only was I embarrassed, but I had to pay the vet $35 for him to tell me my dog was shedding! Needless to say, my husband was in the dog house!
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3 comments:
Great story!
Too funny. Did you tell hubby? I imagine he had a good laugh.
LOL!! I love the image of you buddling everyone up and dragging them to the vet in a panic! Great story!
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