It’s not what you might think!
I stopped trying being first at the vet’s consultation hours when other people started to queue in line 30 minutes before opening hours. There was no way I would arrive before any of those hardcore people so I put up with the conventional waiting room annoyances. In contrast to me, Bobby likes waiting rooms, especially when he gets the chance to catch up with his little cat or rabbit friends (read: trying to get “close to them” whilst his entire body is vibrating from excitement. What would happen if he would get close…I don’t dare to find out)
Whilst I let Bobby sit quite next to me, giving him occasional cuddles other people seem to forget that we are at a vet and find it so cute when the dogs are sniffing and licking each other. Spread the love you would say but all I can think about is (don’t) spread the germs. I mean, why do you think people go to the vet? Most (not all of course) go there because their dog is sick and since you not always can tell whether a dog has a contagious disease or not you should keep some distance. Drives me crazy all the time! Every time we visit the vet, it seems, that Bobby has some kind of selective memory issues. He remembers the exact spot in the waiting room where he once saw a rabbit and he also remembers that the chances are high to meet some Kitty Kats. However, he seems to completely ignore the fact that there is a link between being in the waiting room and seeing the vet. After some painful visits at the vet, Bobby isn’t so fond of seeing him and often starts shivering the moment we enter his room.
Every time we visit the vet, it seems, that Bobby has some kind of selective memory issues. He remembers the exact spot in the waiting room where he once saw a rabbit and he also remembers that the chances are high to meet some Kitty Kats. So, compared to other dogs he often can’t wait finally enter the waiting room. He is excited!! However, he seems to completely ignore or forget (tell me) the fact that there is a link between being in the waiting room and seeing the vet. After some painful visits at the vet, Bobby isn’t so fond of seeing him and often starts shivering the moment we enter his room. Therefore, he often wants to walk as fast out of the vet as he wanted to get in there in the first place.
The wound was healing well and stitches were removed. Bobby was walking without dressing for a while now and I could tell that he was feeling better. With the dressing, he moved like a dog with a wooden leg but eventually, he got the hang of it. Without the dressing and the stitches, we were finally allowed to have longer walks. The vet advised to take it easy by slowly increasing the duration of the walks. The past couple of days have been weird for us both. Going out for a 10-minute walk just felt ridiculous ’cause you ain’t getting nowhere. I tell you, walk 5 minutes in one direction and then walk back – it’s the most boring thing ever so I decided to grab the car and drive to nice places in the neighborhood to take a little stroll. Although the drive lasted longer than the walk we actually got somewhere and had a bit of variety. That’s when I first realized that we were quite the people magnet. They were looking, sometimes staring, smiling sometimes frowning sometimes looking upset and sometimes a mix of both. It started to bother me and I didn’t feel comfortable. I was worried that people might think I dress up my dog for fun and constantly hoped that nobody would see us. Our walks used to be relaxing and fun and now my negative thoughts about what people might think ruined it all. I looked at Bobby and he just did his thing and enjoyed the moment. He didn’t think about his looks but was enjoying himself. As always Bobby turned out to be the best teacher there is and I stopped worrying and just enjoyed being with my dog outside.
It is funny though how different people reacted to us and only one older lady knew what the children’s shirt was really all about. She was very sweet and we had a little talk about dogs (of course). One day I walked past a family who went for a walk with their dog, too. The little boy started laughing and said: “Mommy, Mommy, look the dog is wearing a shirt! Mommy look! You should do that with Toby (their dog’s name) too!” I did as if I heard nothing and just changed direction without being too obvious. The mother looked rather skeptical and kept walking without responding to her son. I felt bad for the little boy. Other times I heard people whispering about the dog with the shirt and it was so annoying…Some people started a whole conversation with Bobby about his shirt and how nice he was looking…annoying, too. When I explained those people that he had to wear it because of a surgery they stopped smiling immediately and gave us ‘Oohs and Awwws’ followed by a stroke. All I wanted was a nice walk outside with my recovering dog… When I think back I probably would have acted as most of the people without meaning to offend anyone. People just don’t always know why others are acting in a certain way and just draw their conclusions.
However, when I think back I probably would have acted as most of the people without meaning to offend anyone. I wouldn’t talk to the dog but in my mind, I would have wondered why the dog had to wear children clothing. It occurred to me that this is just a normal thing..people just draw a conclusion without necessarily meaning to offend anyone. So, instead of getting angry with people or feel offended, ashamed or annoyed just relax and do your thing. You know what is best for you and your dog and let people talk or think what they want. They probably don’t know better and just act on what they see.