On occasion Ozzy will have some trouble with his right ear. Apparently he has a very narrow ear canal. Whatever. For the past week he has been scratching his right ear like a mad dog. Pun intended. I knew I had to make a move. I thought he was due at the vet for his yearly checkup in February so when I made the appointment at the vet I made it for his yearly stuff, the ear and to have his nails trimmed. Why not get it all done at once? Part of the yearly exam includes providing the vet with a "fresh stool sample." That would be Rick's job, he's much better at that than I. Rick very courageously and dutifully completed his task. I arrived at the vet promptly this morning only to be told that Ozzy was not due for his yearly (Charlie, however, had his yearly checkup in February, hence the mix up) and they would not need the stool sample. When I told Rick he responded with, "You made me pick up shit for nothing? DOH!"
Our good friends and neighbors lost their beloved German short-haired pointer, Buddy, last week. He now joins Charlie and a host of other four legged friends. May he rest in peace and may Mike never have to pick up shit for nothing again.
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