daddy put me in the box and took me to the scary vet place. and then he left me there! all day! and the humans there stuck me with a needle and gave me aneesa--... um, annesseh--... er, anethe--...? sleepy stuff. and when i woke up my gums were owie but my teefs do seem extra-specially clean. the vet people think daddy should use a brush on my teefs daily. hah! last time he tried that, he gave up after less than two weeks. i do not like having things poked around in my mouth.
when i got home, i was still sleepy, so i curled up on the bed and took a nap next to daddy while he read his mail. even though he was mean today, he is still ok, i guess. he did come to bring me home, and help me take off the gummy bandage thing on my forepaw when i woke up and it was annoying and i was having trouble chewing it off. i guess i will not kill him in his sleep.