How to get a good, quick work-out

Take about 100 pounds of ADHD (otherwise known as ShitDamnDog, our Golden Retriever) to the vet.

She loves going to the vet. She gets more attention than she ever does at home. That’s because it takes the vet and two assistants to hold her down to give shots…take out stitches…etc. She LOVES that attention. SDD wags her tail the whole time she’s at the vet.

And she’s the only one of our animals that truly deserves the attention. Here she is welcoming the greatest pisser in the world:

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But SDD really needs 8 year-old twin boys to fully appreciate her and give HER the workout. She’d love that. She deserves that.

We truly don’t deserve her because we don’t give her the attention she needs. At least the little pisser keeps her company.

5 Responses to “How to get a good, quick work-out”

  1. AC Says:

    Now this is a pix that I can appreciate much more than last weeks.

    SDD reminds me of Dexy. She took on the full grown rotwiler in puppy kindergarden and won. Always knew the difference b/t little kids and up to nogoodteens, and treated them accordingly. Loyal pain in the ass, skared-sh@t during t-shorms, pull my arm out of it socket during a walk, man flirting great dog.

    She had cancer and had to put her down last year. Wagged her tail till the end too.

  2. Pam Says:

    Awww… they look like buddies. It’s so great that they have each other; there’s nothing like a friend, especially when you’re easily bored. ;)

  3. Da Goddess Says:

    You may have LD. He’d keep her busy. He loves dogs and would kill to have one again. Sigh

  4. diamond dave Says:

    I kinda miss having a furry belly to scratch myself.

  5. Laura(southernxyl) Says:

    Goldens are the best dogs.

    “Wagged her tail till the end too.” I don’t know if I could stand that. When we put our tomcat down he growled and snarled and snapped until the last nanosecond. Did not go gentle into that good night, nosiree. It was very hard but I was glad we didn’t wait until his fight was gone. He was never a happy camper at the vet, on a good day.

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