Yesterday Alan and I wanted to go out and watch a movie, Sin City in fact. But then as I was eating breakfast in bed with Waldo next to me, I noticed he had little bumps on his leg. I called Alan over and he rolled Waldo onto his back and the poor little guy had red bumps all over his belly. So instead of watching a movie we took a trip over to the vet’s office.

So $174.59 lighter in the wallet Waldo had gotten his yearly shots, a shot of benadryl, and a week worth of antibiotics. The vet said the benadryl would make him drowsy. And it did. It was so bizarre. Usually Waldo is all excited in the car with his mouth open, tongue hanging out, and breathing that sounds like a small locomotive. But he was all drugged up and quiet. It was weird. When we got home Alan was eating fries and dangled one in front of Waldo. Waldo took it in slow motion, with none of his usual happy grabbing. And then he was sleepy the rest of the evening. Alan liked the no happy grabbing of food and joked that Waldo should be drugged more often. But I say it was odd. It was like we had some strange dog in the house.

Well today I’m happy to say that spastic Waldo is back and all bump free. Yay!