While sitting here debating on whether I should shower before I attempt to assemble the lawn mower or after I think about actually mowing the front yard I thought about yesterday’s trip to the vet with Mr Bunker.
I dont know why but I love sitting back and letting people explain to me things I already know and pretending like I had no idea. These people didnt know I worked as a vet tech and before that in a large boarding kennel and that my husband also works with dogs. And because of that I know alllll about the whole “new puppy speach” and the different intestinal parasites and types of food, etc, etc…but for some reason when they were standing there going over how many mm of meds to give him for his tummy bugs and the rest of the run down I just knodded and said “Oohhh ok.” as if I were learning it for the first time.
I think in my head Id rather come off as not knowing so they can “teach” me instead of rambling off my experience and seeming a little too high and mighty.
Eh, its just fun. I hated doing those new puppy checks by the way.
And now so this post isnt completely useless…look who came back?