NO PICTURES for this post! Too embarrassing.
I had to go to the vet today. I didn't see my normal vet; I saw a different lady who's only seen me once before. (She was the one several months ago who over-reacted a little about my swollen glands and thought I had cancer, incorrectly.) The good news is that she just started playing violin in my dad's orchestra! Despite the acquaintance, I still would have preferred my ordinary MALE vet today.
Why? I am having problems with my 'boy bits.'
I got poked and prodded in very personal places!! And I was prescribed ointment. Really? No pills? Anything easier and less touchy-feely? No. OINTMENT!!!
On top of that, I had to get a Bordatella shot. Not a good day.