A Trip to the Vet

After my little oopsie on Sunday mom decided to take me to the vet on monday morning just to make sure my boo boo was taken care of properly.

Ammo the Dachshund gets a boo boo

Ammo the Dachshund goes to the vet

Going to the vet’s office is one of my least favorite things to do. Everyone there is very nice, however I can’t help but relive the day I was neutered everytime I enter those double doors, do you blame me?

Ammo the Dachshund goes to the vet

Sitting and waiting to see the vet is one of the worst parts, because I’m never sure what horrible thing will happen to me while I’m there. Will I get my nails trimmed, are they going to shove a thermometer up my butt, or am I going to be poked with needles?

Ammo the Dachshund goes to the vet

These questions plagued my mind as I awaited uncertain doom.

Ammo the Dachshund goes to the vet

This time though, I got off with only a little bit of doom…..in the form of a buzz cut!

Ammo the Dachshund goes to the vet

The vet said she could have stapled my cut shut to prevent any scarring, but mom (thank goodness) opted to let me go the most comfortable route and have it heal naturally. Plus scars are kinda cool…..even if I didn’t earn it doing anything that exciting.

I do however have to take antibiotics – which aren’t that bad considering I get a big spoonful of cream cheese with it – and mom has to clean and dress my cut a couple times a day. It was totally worth it though, especially since it meant I didn’t have to miss monday afternoon agility class!

Ammo the Dachshund // Dog Agility

My classmates think I’m super tough now too, especially after I told them I got this scar during a crazy fight with a ground hog. Shhhh! It’s our little secret. Ammo the Dachshund

Even Heroes aren’t Invincible

Yes, it’s true, I may be a super hero but even heroes have accidents and over the weekend I had a little accident myself on the farm. See I was having a grand time playing chase with my pal Trooper when something punctured my side. I’m not sure if it was Trooper’s claw, or perhaps a fence board – on account of I was running way too fast to know for sure.

Ammo the Dachshund gets a boo boo

Regardless it definitely hurt!

Ammo the Dachshund gets a boo boo

Dad brought some medical supplies from home out to the farm so I could get my boo boo doctored up (on account of it was Sunday and my vet’s office wasn’t  open…not to mention it wasn’t a “medical emergency” per say….I’m a pretty tough dude).

Ammo the Dachshund gets a boo boo

I tried to be brave while I was bandaged up, but I was more upset that fun time with Trooper for the day was over.

Ammo the Dachshund gets a boo boo

I had to spend the rest of my day resting quietly in the car while mom did the farmwork without me, but upon returning home activities resumed pretty much as normal – even if I did look like I was a victim of a magician’s saw act gone wrong.

Mom says we’ll be taking a trip to the vet today, just to be sure my wound is healing properly…..my paws are crossed they still let me go to agility this afternoon. I can’t wait to tell my agility friends about my battle wound!

I’ll be sure to update all my fans on my facebook page as to the status of my Dr’s visit, but have no fear, I’m sure I’ll be back to my regular adventures in no time!

UPDATE: The vet checked me over, and I didn’t even need stitches! Apparently super heroes are super awesome at healing themselves, and I even got to attend my agility class!Ammo the Dachshund