I’m Good to Go

     We got up to early this morning.  Mama took a shower and gave us breakfast.  Mama puts the harness on me so I know we are going someplace, just her and me, especially when she slips Gigi a Busy Bone as we go out the back door.

Mama pulled the car out of the garage so that I can get in easier.  For a minute I was confused because we weren’t going in Moonbeam, but another car that Megan had brought over for Mama to test drive.  They let me see if I could get in the hatch are which I did with one jump.  So – why were we going in Megan’s car and not Moonbeam?  (That’s another story.)

     I don’t know what is going on so I decide I am not going to jump into the hatch area of the car, so Mama opens the backdoor and convinces me that I can get into the backseat.  I have to admit it has more room than Moonbeam.  I can stretch all the way across the seat since Gigi got left at home.

     Mama closes the door, gets in the front and we are off.  The last time just Mama and I went in the car, we went to the vets and I had a tooth pulled and shots in my rump.  This was not looking too promising.  Down the street we go, turning on the main road and heading – yep, in the direction of the vets.  Mama pulls into their parking lot and opens the back door.  I look at her like, “I’m not going to get out and go in there again!” and politely laid down.  With much coaxing, I finally get up and get out of the car.  Mama opens the big door of the vets, and here we are again. She takes me over to be weighed, and then we go into the “big dogs” room.

     Gunter comes in, says hello to Mama, and then leans down to say hello to me.  He pries open my mouth and checks the space where there had once been a tooth.  “Looks good!” he said.  Mama asks “can she now have hard things to eat like Busy Bones and Treats?  Please!”  Gunter laughs and says he thought so, but Dr. T will have the final say.

     Dr. T comes in and agrees with Gunter.  “The tooth looks good, she is walking better, so she is good to go.  Back to the regular treats and long walks.”

     Mama looks at him and says “Thank you!  You have no idea what the last 10 days have been.  Now maybe Gigi will calm down since she has become Jiffy’s guardian and won’t be protesting when Jiffy can’t have a Busy Bone.”

     Out we go, back to the car.  I get in willingly this time and we head for home.  Mama puts the garage door up and just parks the car.  It is easier for me to get out where there is space, rather than in the garage that is a little cramped.  I bound in the house and Mama announces “She is good to go!!!  Busy Bones for everyone!”  The bones are handed out and she sits down with a big sigh of relief.

      Back to normal – whatever that is.










Author: Suzanne Wagstaff-Gibson

Suzanne Wagstaff-Gibson is the owner of Gigi, Mayflower, Bear, Moonbeam and Jiffy. Her writings are based on the lives of her dogs. All of the photographs in the books are taken by her. She lives with her husband, Erwin Harve Gibson, Sr. in McKinney, Texas.

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