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Mia's first vet visit

I can't remember if she had fleas. I don't think she did, I think the tech had treated them.

This vet lady was very awesome. I liked her a lot. I took Mia to see her right away, we were all okay with lab mix. Thinking about it now, the rescue had put her at a year and a half, but my vet told me that after a year or so it was difficult to tell, and she might be a little older than that because of some of the wear on her teeth, but there was no way to be sure.

We flipped her on her back so that she could see her belly and I just remember her saying, "Oh, your definitely a Georgia dog." I asked why and she told me should could feel the shot and maybe bbs in her legs from Mia being target practice when she was a stray dog. Common in stray dogs from the countryside of Georgia, apparently.

This explained so many things about Mia's personality. She always hated loud noises, and panic barked at things that startled her. This is probably why she started off playing with kids okay, then ended up nipping at one; getting shot would mentally mess up any animal, even people. I don't even know how she got shot and healed up without infection, but she made it through. This was also reflected in her stoic personality, she didn't show pain much.

For example; one time I clipped her nails on my own, and she stood there for the whole thing. When I got to the front feet, I realized I cut EVERY. SINGLE. BACK. NAIL. too short and she was bleeding everywhere (I was outside). She never yelped or jumped or anything, she just let me cut those nails too short and didn't complain.

Also, back to her first vet visit, she had an open sore on her tail. Basically, Mia's tail never stopped wagging unless she was sleeping. But if you looked at her, talked to anyone, basically provided any stimuli, her tail would wag. It wagged when she was happy, when she was nervous, when she was sad, when she was excited... it wagged all the time. The problem was, she was wagging it in the crate and cutting it all open on the end. You can't put a bandage on there, it will just fly off when she wags her tail. It was a tricky situation, trying to get it to heal, since she wacked it on everything, but eventually it did.

I think it took a while for me to realize that there was blood everywhere on my walls, just little flecks of blood from her just walking around and wagging. It was bad enough that I seriously thought about docking her tail, but in the end that just seemed more cruel. It eventually healed up and she still wagged in the crate, but maybe she was healthier and in the crate less, because it was never really a problem again.

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Mia's tail mid-wag.

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