All Official & Stuff

Well, if you've been following this story at all, you already know, and if not, where the hell have you been??? This is interesting, newsworthy stuff!

Sissy and Sassy saw the invisible sign in our yard on Tuesday, May 17th, 2011. Check my blog for further details if you're lost. At any rate, we tried everything to find their owners, short of driving around in an ice cream truck with a megaphone and shouting. We found nothing, and it seems no one was looking. So, being the saps that we are, we decided to adopt them. Nevermind that we have a 5 month-old baby, a potty training toddler, a shiba inu with an attitude, and not enough money to feed TWO extra mouths. Who cares?! And what the eff is wrong with Indiana that the Humane Society can't return a damn phone call and only takes in animals by appointment? Grrr....

So today, Sissy and Sassy (who have now learned their names and listen when it suits them), have officially joined the Skoglund clan. We took a trip down to F.A.C.E. clinic, which I HIGHLY recommend for all of your pets' vaccination and spay/neuter needs. It began on a high note, with Sassy jumping into Hayden's carseat, unbeknownst to Mark and me. That is, until we heard her in the back seat saying, "Mommy, puppy!" excitedly. I turned around...and well...

When we arrived at the clinic, we had a bit of a wait ahead of us, as their policy is "first come, first served." We, of course, had the most well-behaved and quiet children and animals. HA! More like, the loudest, most obnoxious bully dogs and the most talkative toddler on the planet. The only one who actually behaved herself was the baby! Thank goodness people were at least seemingly understanding...Although I'm sure they had plenty to talk about when they got home to their spouses...

When it was finally our turn to torture our animals with multiple needles, the fun began. We somehow managed to get all of our belongings (read: mommy's purse, baby's infant seat, baby toys, baby blanket, etc.), children & animals into the tiny little exam room, when our super smart (okay, well, just maybe normal) toddler began exploring all of the different doors!

Damn lever handles!

So the vet ignored this and our single ring circus and says, "Okay, who's first?!" While juggling leashes,  a baby, an escaping toddler, and baby gear, Mark decided on Sassy. So the vet picked her up and put her on the table, and Gi decided this would be the perfect time to puke. AWESOME! The vet still ignored the circus in her midst and said, "Well, she definitely needs a dental cleaning. Okay, so 2 small pinches back here and then we'll do the microchip up front..." Meanwhile, I'm trying to reach down and find the receiving blanket to clean up the puke, and Mark is trying to catch Hayden, who had escaped into the "STAFF only" area at the clinic. Maybe she didn't notice our struggle, but the vet got clearly annoyed and said sternly, "I'm going to need someone to hold her." Ummm, sure, lady! Just give me one damn minute so I can clean the puke off my baby and catch my toddler before she vaccinates your STAFF, okaaaay?! 

Thank goodness Sassy was super cooperative and didn't mind the pinches at all. She stood there and proudly took her shots, knowing (I'm sure) that she now had a permanent home. Sissy did the same, with only one very tiny squeal when they put in the microchip. They made mama and daddy proud, and yes, we are now officially Mama and Daddy.

Til next time...