Pinky Ruth #57

I have been violated.

I was plopped into my carrying case and hauled across the street to the veterinarian. I'd call her the nice vet lady, but I can't. Because only bad things happen when I see them.

When I got inside the door, I watched a dog jumping up and down on the scale. I sent a very judgy look his way. I mean, really, just stand still man! What dogs need is more self-control.

I came home with a bandage on my leg.

I can barely function.

It itches.

It annoys.

I don't know whether I am more distraught or more embarrassed with my current predicament. I heard Maddie talk to Lay-dee about my teeth on the phone. The vet person DID look at my teeth. (And poked my leg.) I heard her tell the helper person holding me,

"Yes, it is time."

For now I am solely focused on removing this bandage from my leg.

With my teeth.

Signed, Pinky Ruth #myteetharefine #blueisnotmycolor #ifIjumponthescalewillIweighless #theysaidIwassuchagoodgirl