DVM

Mischief on career day, dressed as a DVM!

So, we all know Mischief wants nothing more than to be a vet when she grows up.  She is only five, and she wants to be a vet, show dogs, and ride horses.  She wants to be a mommy, too, but only after she has done all the rest of her list!

The other day, as the dog was sick and had diarrhea all over her crate for days, I took the dog back to the vet.  It is just what I wanted to do - pay for another vet bill.  Anyway, I had to pick Mischief up from school, and she had to go along to the vet with us, because there simply wasn't time to work the schedule any other way.  Mischief informed me that was one thing she always wanted to do, was to go the vet because, "if I'm gonna be one, I need to start going to them!"  She sat quietly, listened to the conversation between the me and the vet, asked a couple questions, and overall, behaved extremely well. 

When we got up the next morning, Mischief is sitting on the couch, getting her socks on for school, and asks, "How are Charkie's stools today?  Are they still red?  You know you need to monitor that for the next couple of days, and let me know." 

I laughed and laughed and laughed.  It still is making me laugh a bit! (of course I didn't let her see me laughing, as I simply answered her question and moved one)  Quite precocious for a five year old DVM!