So I took him to the vet 2 weeks ago to get drugs for the pug.
Today was his checkup visit. I sat waiting for the doctor to come and see him for 40 minutes, people. FORTY MINUTES. Eventually he deigned to drop by, checked him out, he's healthy, cute, yadda yadda yadda, and we marched out the door.
We met a cute pug out in the waiting room, who sniffed Babar's butt. Of course, Babar sniffed his butt right back.
We walk outside the clinic and head towards the car. On the way we see a gigantic German Shepherd and his female owner. The dog spots Babar and starts jumping up and down like he's got a seizure of happiness going on. The lady holds on for dear life while he bucks and starts screaming at the top of her lungs, "NO COMET! THAT'S NOT FLORA! THAT'S NOT FLORA! COMET! THAT'S NOT FLORA! THAT'S ANOTHER PUG, COMET! COMET! STOP COMET!"
Comet just bucked even harder.
I had to giggle. Seriously, lady. I have a feeling Comet doesn't get "human speak".
6 months ago