Ziggy is a little unhappy with me today. He was pretty excited this morning to see his harness and leash and happily jumped into the car. Then we arrived at the vet's office...the excitement died down pretty quickly. He had to have blood drawn to see if he is okay to have surgery next week. I don't think that's long enough for him to forget that a ride in the car usually means a vet visit.
I'm your huckleberry.