A very smelly vet trip
By Ally • Jan 13th, 2009 • Category: Vet TripsThe first sign of trouble came about 10 minutes into the journey. There was some moaning in the back seat that turned into a cry and then a yelp. I stopped the car and looked what was going on. I saw 3 pairs of eyes blinking at me and look on their faces as if to say “it wasn’t me”.
At the next traffic light intersection I stopped again after some more crying and this time I started to get a wiff of a smell I had experienced earlier at the shelter when looking at some of the dogs.
David, the poo guy, was first to be seen by the vet and she respectfully suggested that we stop the diuretic. I agreed.



















