Foster Friday: Ruby & Daisy Go to the Vet

 Last week, we took the girls in to the vet for a follow up visit.  While it is not their first vet visit, it was none the less an unfavorable ride and event for the girls.  Our adventure began at home, where Jeff and I herded the girls into one carrier.  Yes, I said one carrier. We have a double deluxe carrier because I thought it was a good idea at the time.  So, that was fun.
 

  Ruby and Daisy arrived in their room, and they got to work.  I can imagine the girls were thinking "What is this wicked place?  Who was here before me?  What happened to them?"

Then they heard barking...

"What was that? I don't like this place!!"

 

Poor girls.  They both gave me unforgiving looks the entire time.  I can't say I blame them.  I too don't enjoy going to the doctor's office.

 

 

Ruby was the braver one.  She actually explored the area, while Daisy managed to hide herself behind a pamphlet sign. 

 

 

 Poor little Ruby was called chubby, so we will be monitoring food intake.  She not fat, she's curvy!  The girls don't know this yet, but we will be going back to the vet for a check up in a few weeks.  Poor babies!