My husband and I finally broke down and took Lexi into the vet last Saturday because her constant biting and licking and scratching were driving him and I crazy. I’m sure it was beyond the point of insanity for her, but she’s a dog. I’m sure I’ve waxed poetic about the times we’ve taken our sweet dogs to the vet and how perfectly behaved they are.
Well, this time was no different. 
As usual, if there is ANY dog within the vicinity of the check-in desk we have to keep either of our dogs away until it is either our turn or the other dogs leave. Now, I’m sure it’s the other dogs sending off negative energy that get our dogs upset not the fact that Lexi and Sadie are psychotic.
We get Lexi on the scale and she is 80 pounds! We were so happy that she’d lost five pounds! But our bubble burst pretty quickly when not only the vet, but the nurse told us she needed to lose weight. Her confidence was shot. And we actually got a chuckle when the vet said she needed to be in the 50-55 pound weight range. Ha! What a joke.
Next the nurse went to take her temperature–and we all now how that goes. But instead of getting a startled, deer-in-the-headlights look she just sat down. On the thermometer. Poor nurse. She said, “Oh, we’ll have to tie a string to that next time we do this so we don’t lose it up there!”
Her dignity is stripped at this point.
They take her back to get some skin tests done and she comes back into the room. Then I notice she had poop hanging from her hiney. So I had to chase her around the room just to wipe her butt. There goes MY dignity. I can see her future, she’s going to be a 10 year old dog wearing a diaper.
At this point she was so ready to go when they gave her the cortisone shot she didn’t even notice.
Sadie pouted at home thinking she was missing out on the adventure of her life!
There’s really no point to this post but I thought of the title this morning and couldn’t stop singing it (Be-be-be Benny and the Jets!) so it had be used!
Hi Everybody! I'm Angela. I love my dogs, adore my husband and try to make the best out of everyday! 
Poor Sadie missed out on all the fun!!! Haha!
Cortisone, get ready for the water water water and pee like there’s no tomorrow!
Poor dog. I am glad you clarified the title for those of us who are a little slow and didn’t catch on. Very clever! I have a new found love for that song since seeing 27 dresses. Does that make me lame? haha. I don’t care.
My beagle is way way way over weight. or should i say weigh over weight?
sorry.
There is nothing I hate more than going to the vet and getting the “he needs to lose weight speech”
We were just there last week, he’d lost 4 pounds! But I still felt guilty.
Lexi does not look overweight at all – a big solid dog – but it’s all muscle.
My dog has a nasty habit of eating grass and that usually means I am spending time chasing her around trying to “assist in the exit” of the grass.
Human dignity is shot the minute you pick up the first poop – but is so worth it I think!
Strange that your vet told you that Lexi needed to lose weight. In your pictures, she looks like she has very little fat on her.
I had a similar experience recently when I brought my 2 yr old black Lab to the vet, except it was me doing the inquiry. She weighed in at 74 lbs. Normal weight for female Labs is 55-70 lbs. Labs have a tendency to overeat and put on too much weight, but my dog gets a strict portion of food a day (2 cups 2x/day of Science Diet) and we’re really active with her. She has almost no fat on her, only muscle. So I asked my vet if she was too heavy, and the vet said that she was at the “upper end” of healthy for her breed, but she wouldn’t want to see her gain much more. I added a little more activity in to her day, and she’s lost about 1-2 lbs.
Glad Lexi had a good vet visit!
Poor Lexi. And I don’t think theres an ounce of fat on that puppy. The vet and the nurse are just jealous! And thank you very much, I now have Benny and the Jets stuck in my head!!
Love your dog stories! I’ve got some dog vs. vet stories coming up too. Today, though, it’s a tribute to my 16 1/2 year old Springer, titled All Dogs Go To Heaven. I’m sure they do, and all vets, too. Stop by, and enter my contests all next week.