It creeps up with little warning,
Freezing temps and snow on the ground don’t keep it away.
Blazing heat and bright sunlight; it’s still comes.
Warning signs are small.
A look that says, “I know it’s coming.”
I don’t want it to, but I can’t stop it.
Soothing words don’t help.
It’s that time of the month.
The visit to the vet.
As I have written about before, Archie goes to the vet once a month to get a laser treatment and a shot for his arthur. He is not a good traveler. In fact he usually gets sick in his carrier while we are still 15 minutes from the vets. It is a 40 minute ride and it is long.
Archie usually starts his howling as soon as I strap his carrier in the back seat. He doesn’t stop until we leave the office. Usually we listen for the telltale sound of him licking his nose. This means that within the nest 30 seconds he will be sick. Today, however, for the second month in a row he did not get sick.
Although he hates going, the treatment and shoe really do help him. For the next three weeks he will be a bit more active and less achy. We are glad to to anything that makes life easier for him.