and not in a positive way. It’s hard to be the mommy of the bad kid in the class.  Squishy-faced Frida doesn’t like anyone getting near her rear-end with a thermometer.  Last time I wasn’t yet aware of this and she almost bit the vet’s face off and then pissed all over my new shoes – fun!  As a puppy, she was just super floppy and didn’t give a shit what anyone did to her; now, as a grown dog, she’s a bit more reserved and lady-like and doesn’t allow just anyone to lift up her tail – no sir! or ma’am, even ma’am with another ma’am and mom holding her.  That little lady’s behavior turns very un-lady-like once she’s put in an uncomfortable position.

I came prepared and Hannibal Lecter-ized my doggie.  She still tried to bite their faces off and they just gave up.  No temperature-taking for the Frida!  Good thing she wasn’t sick.  Baby a-hole.