Sooo, remember how we said we’re doing visits this week at the hospital. Sam here. And you know what that means? NURSES!!! Woo-hoo. Er…I mean seeing patients. Yeah, I love everyone I get to visit with but I especially love my nurse friends. They make the preparations tolerable.
First of course there’s that water torture thing. I just don’t get why we have to do this every time we go to the hospital. I mean, the nurses would love me even if I didn’t smell like a million bucks and was hospital clean. *Dog sigh* Mom keeps telling me it’s a regulation and we have to do it but that she’ll sprinkle some feel good magic dust on before she starts the second part of the torture getting ready. The haircut. Not a fan.
Well I don’t know what happened but she sprinkled the stuff all over me and nothing. I mean NOTHING. I think her bottle is expired and well past it’s “Best by Date” frankly. How in the world do you not have magic dust that works when you’re constantly going to woo the nurses visit patients. Sheesh woman! I got a reputation to live up to, don’t ya know?
Well…so there I was, a near drowned rat, expired magic dust and a smirking mom. Oh brother. The shame and humility of it all. With my sister making fun of me, to boot from the other room. Hey…how’s about I take a big dump down one of the empty hospital corridors where administrative offices are located to embarrass you? Oh wait, yeah, I did do that once. Not sure what caused that. I suspect foul play or another batch of bad/expired magic dust. Anyway, that’s a story for another time, woman.
We went to West Pines yesterday and thank goodness everyone there seemed to know I needed extra attention and ear scratches for enduring all the horrible torture. We visited with a guy named Bob who wouldn’t talk to anyone but he talked and smiled broadly with me. Another guy named Chris came by and told me stories about his Pomeranian/Pekingese mix dog. It sounded like she was a sweetie but not the brightest bulb in the chandelier. Whaddu mean mom, saying he could have been referring to me? Not funny! Didn’t I perform my one and only trick of licking my chops for a treat, on command. With tongue on both sides even and one more time just to impress everyone? All on command? Yeah, that’s what I thought. Man, are all your pawrents as demanding as my mom? And as forgetful about how utterly adorable you are accommodating them? Jeez.
We did visit with loads of patients and let them hug me, rub my ears and I made them smile. Even the staff was thrilled to see me. Seems I’m a hit with nurses AND mental health care providers. Good thing too, since my mom can’t seem to deliver on the magic dust to take away the dog grooming blues.
We’re going back today to see more patients at the Senior Behavioral Health floor and also visit with people over at hospice. Wish me luck with the nurses patients! My mom has been working on the annual calendar to fund our pet therapy program that will go on sale next week. She found all the famous author monthly quotes for it (there’s even one in there who we all know and love, M.K. Clinton from Barking from the Bayou) and added all the howlidays for 2018. She will review the proofs this weekend. Word has it I’m a centerfold in one of the Spring months and was also captured showing off my dogtor skills in the lobby with my mom and a patient. We’ll keep you posted. Friday is our fur-iend Speedy the Cheeky House Bunny’s annual pirate party. Hope to see you there, mateys!
Live, love, bark! ❤︎
Don’t feel so bad, Sam. Sometimes the crew around here has to endure those baths, and they don’t even have important jobs like yours!
There out to be a law against dogs and baths.
You look so sad sam! Gambler and guilty for baths before their visits too.
Sam, I love water be it lake, river, pond, creek or puddle but that porcelain or metal water vessel, well like you said, torture.
Happy to read the nurses help you get over it😉
Nose nudges,
CEO Olivia
Nurses definitely make baths much easier to handle.
Yikes, a bath with real water?!?! We’re proud of you for doing such important therapy work. Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
As always, thank you for hosting. Yes, baths…can you believe the things us dogs have to endure just to deliver some tail wags and love?
I have to say that expression on Sam’s face, while being washed, is just priceless!
He is soooo dramatic. He should try to get in on the Emmys!
That sucks about the expired magic dust!!! I know all too well about the water torture!! It takes the fun out of a great muddy day outdoors!!! Glad that you got lots of attention at the hospital though!!
We’re gonna need to make a PetCo run to see if they have any more. Everyplace else seems out of stock. 😳
Can’t wait to see your calendar pics Sam, sounds like someone is the star of the show around there… 😉
We have so many handsome and gorgeous stars, everyone should receive their own month!
I wonder why the regulations demand that you have a bath…considering all the peculiar smells and so on in health facilities a good honest smell of dog would go down a treat.
Sill kudos to you for putting up with it in order to wow your public.
Oh no not the water torture!!! I hate that one.. and for some strange reason it always gets rid of my great Morrie smell…
But I’m glad they loved your magic fur and gave you lots of cuddles!!
Lots of licks, your good friend Morrie 🙂
I’m not really sure I understand the need for the water torture ritual, I mean, it’s not like you are stinky or smelly, right? I’m sorry your mom dissed you on that magic dust, but it sounds like the peeps at West Pines really needed to see you.
what’s magic dust?
It seems like the magic dust was released from above the hospital door as you stepped through.Then you could spread your special brand of happiness to everyone, as you do so well.
It’s worth the torture and it means a lot to the patients and nurses! Now, what is this magic dust you speak of?
Your Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
So nice to to get to know you, Sam. You are a great dogtor, I think it is a great profession, you meet all kinds of people, you talk with them, and of course all the nurses give you kisses, thousands of kisses. You have a meaningfull live, Sam!
Kosmo,
a cat in faraway Finland.
Nothing wrong with a whiff of genuine dog funk, Sam. It’s just part of the eco, all natural, earthy lifestyle. Looking forward to your centerfold; it could be the start of a whole new career in Hollywood. Don’t forget us when you become a famous male model like a doggie Zoolander. Oh, and tell your Mom to watch the use of ” Senior Behavioral Health ” phrase – it sounds too much like something the AJF would accuse me of lacking.
I can forget the magic dust. I need smart pills.
Man, I don’t blame you, Sam. I hate having to take a bath before I go anywhere either. It’s that musky au naturale odor that the chicks, I mean nurses really dig anyway, you know?
It’s worth the torture to be worshiped by your adoring public..and to be the centerfold
Oh No!! No Magic Grooming Dust??! Mom how could you?! Better run right out and get some more!
Sam I’m with you… why they take water instead champagne eggs-tra dry? but I’m glad that all people loved your magic fur and they gave you lots of cuddles and kisses… that’s a good reward for that wet effort…