Full Weekend

We have a pretty full weekend planned and when I heard that what I originally was going to do after work was moved to a different day and time, SCORE! So I quick called the Vet to see if I could get an appointment for Kaiser and luck was on my side. They had a 4:00 appointment open. When I got home from work, I left only Kaiser out for a little bit, grabbed my stuff, made sure he didn’t have too much ‘foreign’ things in his hair and off we went with the pickup. He kind of likes riding in the pickup and I so much prefer him over Reno because he either looks out the window or just lays on the seat. Now Reno she gets so nervous and starts to salivate and then I end up getting all her spit on me. Gross. Well today Kaiser and I are off for his next shots and that will be a good thing checked off my list. When we got to the Vet’s office I knew that he wouldn’t want to come out by himself so under his arms I grabbed and carried him in. I guess we should look at getting him a collar one of these days. As I’m carrying him inside I’m thinking to myself, just how heavy is this dog? He eats ALL the time so I’m sure he put on some weight since the last time we were in. After a bunch of coaxing, he got on the scale. 32 lbs. Do you know how much he weighed the last time we were in? 11 lbs. Next thing was to get a check up and some shots. And isn’t it funny how much different it is now with dogs? I mean our dogs get ‘check ups’, distemper & rabies vaccinations, heart worm medication, and flea and tick protection. Now I’m not for sure about this, but I don’t remember our farm dogs when I was growing up getting any vaccinations. Maybe they got the rabies one – but I’m not sure. And I have to laugh to myself because I could just about imagine my Dad’s face if I would have asked him if we could get flea and tick protection for our farm dog. So Kaiser was sitting on the table getting his stuff done and the one Vet made a comment that he was a big dog for his age. I agreed with her because I just got done carrying him around.  So she kept on with Kaisers checkup and then she again said, ‘Man he is really a big dog for his age’  And the funniest thing is that all of a sudden I could feel myself thinking – He’s not THAT big!  Now I’m sure the Vet didn’t mean a thing about how big our dog is and to be honest he is kind of a moose.

While I was at the Vet, Daryl went over to rake the hay. He was trying to get off work a little early to have it raked so it could be baled yet today, but he wasn’t able to leave on time. Now we’re hoping that it’ll be sunny tomorrow morning and we might be able to get it small baled before the wedding that we’re going to in the afternoon. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. 

I ended up the night going to a friends house for a bonfire and pizza. What a fantastic way to end the work week!