Vet's Office

OneGirrlRiot — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 00:03:59 -0400

So today I took my bunny to the vet to get some stitches removed. And also to pick up my sister's cat who got neutered. Poor thing, they de-gendered it. Anyways, they gave my dad some meds to give to the cat, and the vet lady jokingly says to my dad, "You can take some too". And so my dad laughs and says, "does that mean I can just give him some tylenol?" The Vet Lady gets all serious and looks at us and says, "No, that'll kill him". Which made me very sad, because obviously, Tylenol is tested on animals. Just like everything else you can buy at wal-mart.

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OneGirrlRiot — Sat, 07 Apr 2007 20:58:59 -0400

So in February I bought a Dwarf Rabbit. His name is Deg (watch the movie Snatch, then you'll get the name). Anyways, my dad made him a "cage" of sorts to sleep in and such, but all he ends up doing in there is eating, drinking, poopin', and peeing. Which is alright by me because I wouldn't want him to be stuck in there in the first place. So what he does all day is just lay around either under or on my bed and run around the room when he feels like it.
He took over the first night I got him. I got home, it was pretty late, so I pretty much went straight to bed. I had Lord of the Flies, that I had to read for school, my Algebra book, and Catcher in the Rye just lying on the floor. Big mistake. That rabbit chewed through the Lord of the Flies cover like nobody's business. He even chewed through some of the cover of my algebra book...and thats a hardcover!

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Vet's Office

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