A Gallon of Pee

We decided sort of last minute that we wanted to get Mia groomed before sending her off to boot camp.  I had planned on washing her, but she also needed her nails trimmed and that's just not something that I'm comfortable doing.  I called up her vet office and got her a grooming appointment before her actual vet appointment (conjunctivitis - again) only because I didn't know where else to take her and they are pretty nice there.

I think they did a good job on her because A: she was really really stinky, and B: she is really really squirmy.  My only beef with that whole process is how long it takes.  I dropped her off at 11:30am and she stayed there till 4pm.  Do all grooming appointments take that long?  I am pretty sure they washed her, clipped her, dried her off, brushed her, and then put her in a crate for like 3 hours or something.  I got there and she seemed really annoyed, and then we got her into a room to be seen by her vet and she literally pissed a gallon of pee on the floor and then stepped in it.  This is the first time that she's peed indoors in a month and it was pretty obvious that she Had to go, and it wasn't because she was nervous or like scared or something but that makes me mad.  Why wouldn't they let the dogs go to the bathroom outside?  Maybe they did and maybe Mia just wanted to pee in the room, I don't know.  These are the days that I wish she could talk.

Usually going to the vet office is a nightmare.  We're talking like code Red nightmare and it's a 2 person job.  Today, Abe was stuck on a work call so I had to go alone.  The last time we were there she barked for 10 minutes straight before they finally just threw us in a room to shut her up.  This time we got there and she didn't really do anything.  She sniffed around and looked around everywhere but didn't bark at anyone or any of the 7 or so dogs that passed us by... it was So Weird of her to be so calm.  She did have to be held while the vet examined her eyes, but she didn't put up too much of a fight and then on our way out she sort of began to slowly melt down.  She just really wanted to go home... and so she decided to take it out on a little boy -- well a 10 year old boy.  She just started barking at the kid for no reason, and of course she had to pick on this little kid instead of all the other people we saw while there -- omg, mortifying.  The kid looked at me like "your dog is a scary bitch!!"  I know kid, I know.

At the end of the day, our dog is clean and smells nice.  Her bladder is empty and she's getting better at the vet's office.