I want a puppy for Xmas. What the hell is wrong with me? I finally am in the process of un-breaking Scooby Doo (how the hell did he get scabies? And could I have contracted it from him?) and now I get this yen?? WTF?
(Seriously, scabies is the second worst thing ending in -abies that you can have; rabies, of course, is the worst and babies is the best).
Ugh, I am so weird.
The good thing is that Scooby is already feeling better. The vet (the good vet this time, not Dr. Lady Mullet, not to say that Dr. Lady Mullet is a bad vet, she’s just not as capital-A Awesome as the Good Vet) gave him a shot of something that helped tremendously as well as a 30 day supply of some sort of pills and a prescription for a different heart worm drug called Revolution. His office was out of Revolution so he gave me a written prescription.
1) Do you know what a pain in the ass it is to find Revolution for Dogs in the right size in a brick and mortar store or vet’s office. Impossible!
2) Do you know what a pain in the ass it is to order Revolution for Dogs from one of the major pet medicine websites? Huge pain. First you order the stuff, then you have to mail (yes, as in, find a stamp and an envelope and mail it somewhere) the prescription. And then you have to wait, so instead of your dog feeling even better super quick, it’ll be sometime next week before this freaking stuff arrives. Yay.