Today when it was time for Macy's annual vaccines, I slipped her a small tranquilizer in some peanut butter that our vet ever so nicely demanded requested us to give to her before visits. Peta people please don't hate me. I do believe this fear or as our vet calls it "panic attack" Macy has must stem back to the care she received back in Marion Indiana after getting fixed. She had a large hematoma after her surgery and when we took her back to get it looked at the vet tech rushed her back into who knows where and I heard her poor cries for a good 5-10 minutes straight. When she came back I could tell her hematoma had been lanced and drained. The vet didn't even come back and talk to us to tell us what had happened, but only told the tech to tell us that they weren't charging us anything. So ever since then...she has been deathly afraid of the vet, almost like me and the dentist. Back to my point, this stupid tranquilizer does nothing for Macy but give her the look of a drunken dog. She is still crazy at the office and has to be taken to the back, tied down, and put in a muzzle for her blood work/shots. As we were leaving today the vet said "Well at least she is consistently like this". As in consistently their worst dog ever or what did he mean by that? Well I got news for them, her doggy tranquilizers are all out, and we're not refilling them again. She really is a good dog and has never been aggressive toward anyone, besides the vet. So to my poor little Macy, we promise we'll never drug you again!
p.s. Just to clear things up, they don't have to tie me down at the dentist, although I wish they'd knock me out.
Here is the picture we started with
She also made my veil as well
It was a one piece strapless with folded tulle and lace
She offered to make the bridesmaid dresses as well,
I hope someday I'll have a daughter that will want to wear it on her wedding day
