My dad did have to take the dogs to the vet today so I went with him to get a little something interesting going on in my life. I don't know why, but I just wasn't feeling up to par today. I got freshened up and stuff and thought that'd make it better but it didn't really. My dad was talking to me a lot but I just didn't feel like talking back and it makes me feel bad, but I had no motivation to talk to him. Especially when his conversations were all about politics and stuff. But I really do want to talk to him more, and sometimes I do, today just wasn't one of these days.
But yeah the dogs went in the back seat of the Impala where we had lots of blankets down. The vet we were going to was Tilsit Road Animal Clinic, the same one we were at that one time when Max almost bit the lady. We got there and I was in charge of Opal while my dad was in charge of Max. We walked in, got their weights and waited for a bit. There was a white pit bull with a brown patch around its eye that came out of the back and the dogs kind of barked at each other for a bit. They weren't too crazy though. Eventually, they got started on them and Max went first. He had to get a couple of shots for rabies or parvo or something and he started growling as soon as the vet started touching him, so they put a blue fabric muzzle around his snout, which was definitely a good idea because Max hates vets for some reason. So he was growling and kicking around and made it really hard for them. Opal was a little better. They put her on the table and she was a little rowdy, but didn't growl. She stuck her head into the vets arm. They also got their blood drawn so we had to wait for those results. We put the dogs back in the car while we waited. When they came back it said Max had heartworms pretty bad and would need treatment. I went out to the car because my dad was talking to the vet about this. I don't know what they were talking about, but it took forever. Two more cars pulled up and there was a husky and a little shi tsu thing. I listened to the radio and put Opal in the front seat with me. Then I got Opal out and walked around. There was an old black and white dog in a cage in a barn and it and Opal barked at each other. Finally my dad came out and we left. So that was the vet experience.
My dad was contemplating going to Anne's but talked himself out of it when he remembered Anne hates German Shepherds because she apparently got attacked by one when she was little. We talked about the pros and cons of apartments on the way home. Such a good conversation.
My mom made burgers, but they were that lean white meat pork burgers that weren't as good as normal pork burgers, so I toasted some bread, put provolone, bacon, A1, and some secret sauce stuff on it to make it better. I also ate a lot of stuff today. I felt like I did. I don't know why but I just couldn't get enough food, and it was all junk food. Like Cheetos, Goldfish, Fritos, an oatmeal cream pie. And that also made me feel worse because I didn't want to eat it but I was hungry. I need better self control.
Today was a 4/10. The vet made it interesting, but that was the only thing. Maybe also no school.
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