The Dreaded Spray of Dog Poop
I opened this morning at work.That meant being at the clinic at 6:30AM to check on patients, walk the dogs, empty the cat litter pans and feed all the beasties. Way too early for me since I have to get out of bed at 4:30AM to take care of my own cats and have a cup of coffee, take my shower and try to wake up. Yep, way too early.
The clinic was slow today, only three surgeries. We had several pain in the ass clients who took a lot of time. One was just a vaccine update for her dog but then, "Can he have a nail trim? And his skin is dry, can you look at that? And he has this red spot, what is that? And he has had diarrhea for the last three days". A 15 minute appointment turned into 30-45 minutes several times today. Good thing we weren't totally booked with appointments.
What was comical...an enema on a 90lb. Doberman. I know you are wondering how such a thing can be funny, but all of us were laughing quite a bit after the deed was done.
The Dobie named Kona came in today because he hadn't pooped for a few days but had thrown up several times. His owner said Kona ate a roll of paper towels. Past history: Kona was in several months ago and had surgery to remove a stuffed animal from his stomach. Kona eats everything and anything.
We took Kona out to our enclosed yard for his enema. Doing it outside for large dogs seems to help because we can then walk them around to stimulate the bowels. One quart of fluid inserted up Kona's rectum and he stood still for it. Actually he seemed to enjoy it and was a very good boy.
Once all the fluid was in, Bad Boy. I had him on a short leash and he shook his body with enema fluid spraying out of his butt in every direction. I was dancing around trying to avoid the spray while trying to attach another leash to give me more length. It was a scene like "Singing in the Rain" with Gene Kelly dancing around the rain puddles, except my footsteps were much quicker and I was not as graceful.
Kona quit his shaking and started walking around, but insisted on being right in front of me. When I moved away, he moved, planting his butt in direct aim of me. I walked that dog for 15 minutes dancing and jumping away from his butt. I swear he was aiming his butt at me for an explosion of poop.
Thankfully I was able to avoid his atomic sprays of enema water and poop, but was totally surprised when Kona suddenly swung around and forcefully inserted his snout into my butt. I didn't know I could jump that high.
Of course all this was observed by several coworkers who found it hilarious. When Kona was back in his kennel, we all laughed about the comedy.
The clinic was slow today, only three surgeries. We had several pain in the ass clients who took a lot of time. One was just a vaccine update for her dog but then, "Can he have a nail trim? And his skin is dry, can you look at that? And he has this red spot, what is that? And he has had diarrhea for the last three days". A 15 minute appointment turned into 30-45 minutes several times today. Good thing we weren't totally booked with appointments.
What was comical...an enema on a 90lb. Doberman. I know you are wondering how such a thing can be funny, but all of us were laughing quite a bit after the deed was done.
The Dobie named Kona came in today because he hadn't pooped for a few days but had thrown up several times. His owner said Kona ate a roll of paper towels. Past history: Kona was in several months ago and had surgery to remove a stuffed animal from his stomach. Kona eats everything and anything.
We took Kona out to our enclosed yard for his enema. Doing it outside for large dogs seems to help because we can then walk them around to stimulate the bowels. One quart of fluid inserted up Kona's rectum and he stood still for it. Actually he seemed to enjoy it and was a very good boy.
Once all the fluid was in, Bad Boy. I had him on a short leash and he shook his body with enema fluid spraying out of his butt in every direction. I was dancing around trying to avoid the spray while trying to attach another leash to give me more length. It was a scene like "Singing in the Rain" with Gene Kelly dancing around the rain puddles, except my footsteps were much quicker and I was not as graceful.
Kona quit his shaking and started walking around, but insisted on being right in front of me. When I moved away, he moved, planting his butt in direct aim of me. I walked that dog for 15 minutes dancing and jumping away from his butt. I swear he was aiming his butt at me for an explosion of poop.
Thankfully I was able to avoid his atomic sprays of enema water and poop, but was totally surprised when Kona suddenly swung around and forcefully inserted his snout into my butt. I didn't know I could jump that high.
Of course all this was observed by several coworkers who found it hilarious. When Kona was back in his kennel, we all laughed about the comedy.
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