Both of my ladies went to the Dr on Monday for check-ups. I didn't expect anything out of the ordinary, so I told Alana no one would hurt her.
They were both great and healthy.
Alana weighed 31 lbs and was 38 inches tall. My little chunker Ava was 18 lbs and 24 inches tall.
I hadn't realized beforehand that Alana needed two shots. I thought she was up to date. I was wrong.
As soon as the nurse said she needed two shots Alana was so mad. Me don't want shots!
I had to hold her down while they gave her one shot in each leg. My poor drama queen lady cried all the way out to the car, then finally calmed down after I gave her a sucker.
Now she insists that the Dr was nice, but dat nurse was mean. Coming from someone who cried when they weighed her, of course she's gonna cry when they give her shots.