Molly visited our vet yesterday for bloodwork and she had to stay two hours for a specific test for Cushing’s Disease. I guess that’s what happens when we Scotties drink water excessively—we go to the vet to see if anything’s wrong.
Molly was a trooper for two blood draws and an injection and Wen didn’t even get her errands finished before receiving a phone call to pick up Molly, so guess who got to ride along for a couple more errands?
Yep, Sadie and I hung out at home while Molly had a morning out and about, but the main thing is that we all hope she gets good test results from her bloodwork.