dog whisperer

My husband is what you would call a ‘dog person’

Now as a kid, we always had a dog

But I wouldn’t call myself a ‘dog person’

I love dogs

Love to pat them, cuddle them, walk with them

But I can’t fucking stand won’t let a dog lick me on the face

That’s the difference between me and a ‘dog person’

So anyway, my husband insists that he has a better ‘connection’ with our dog Fluffy because he’s a ‘dog person’ and I’m not

You remember Fluffy

Well he’s grown a little since we got him a the beginning of the year

This is the Fluffinator now

And he’s STILL not fully grown

He’s 90 pounds now – which is nearly 41 kgs

At the rate he’s going we’re going to need a bigger house he should max out at around 140 pounds – or 63kgs

I know – what were we thinking?

But look at him

He’s gorgeous

I took him to the vet today

My husband and I flipped a coin

I took Fluffy to the vet and he took the girls to the dentist

I’m not sure who got the better deal on that one

Fluff was due for his shots and my husband said he had a tick on his tummy from when they went camping

I asked why he just couldn’t take the tick out himself

He said he’d tried, but it had dug in too deep and it wouldn’t come out

 

So I took Fluffy

And had to use a RAMP to get him in & out of the car

I can’t pick him up without busting a popper valve any more

So we ramp it now

Anyway..

He gets his shot

Then I show the vet the ‘tick’ that the ‘dog person’ my husband wanted her to remove

I was telling her how ‘in tune’ my husband is with dogs and blah blah blah

She apologised and said she couldn’t get the tick out either

I was like, wow – that sucker must be intrenched DEEP

She said, 

Actually, it’s not a tick

It’s a nipple

A nipple?

No shit?

DOG PERSON MY ARSE!