Monday, August 15, 2016

Been to the Veterinarian with your pet lately? How about a people doctor?

I wanted treat Dog with some of that  flea stuff. You know the stuff. Put it on their shoulders and hindquarters and kill the fleas for a month.

Dog had a bad case of fleas around his butt. Happens every year. I get some Frontline and fix Dog and his life is pretty good. Good dog, good life.

I went to the people doctor and got myself treatment. They refused any use of alcohol for the wound, nor  Neosporin, nor anything other than Vaseline and a coverings. I didn’t really need pain killers, and they weren’t offered.

For Dog, they refused to sell me any flea stuff unless they saw the dog. None.

My Dog has fleas I cried. I see no dog, they said. No dog, no flea Frontline.

My dog suffers.

I see no dog.


I left because I can’t put a flea bitten dog in a fabric covered car seat.  I went to another Vet and they sold me some stuff. I promised that when Dog hasn’t pain and tribulation I would bring him in for examination.

Yearly, they said, because we haven’t seen him before.

C’mon, I say, he is a rescue dog. You, this very Vet, was going to kill him but I took him as a puppy and you gave him shots and sent him home with me and examined him two weeks after when he developed mange.

Bring the dog in.

I got smart. Government Regulations, I asked?


Wonderful, I say. Just Hucking wonderful.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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One Response to Monday, August 15, 2016

  1. Treated my dog and cat this week – ticks!

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