Ok so I figured that I would be able to keep everyone updated on Beanie's antics, however after I showed him his little web page he told me that it was humiliating to him and he would not do anything to encourage this little hobby of mine. So ever since i created it he has been most difficult in his behavior. I told him everyone was excited to read about him, he disagreed and peed in my purse. Dink. Anyways, the only thing that has occurred was his big trip to the vet which even on good days is an ordeal.
See the biggest problem Beanie has is that well, he hates everybody. So when I carry him into the vet's office they look at him and assume that I am over exaggerating about his disposition. They see a little 13 pound dog and figure it can't be that bad. Well it is....everytime. I even had them put a mark in his file that says...bad, bad little dog. The people at Petsmart overestimated their ability once too. Then he bit through his muzzle, bit a poodle, peed on the table, and did a number on their grooming "specialist". Hey I warned them...its their own fault if they don't listen. Needless to say we aren't allowed in Petsmart anymore. But I digress. This new adventure was at the vet's clinic and I figured they went to college for this crap so the should be able to deal.
I always ask for the last appointment of the day on a Saturday so we will be the only ones in there. Once I coerce Beanns into the car I have to bribe him with chicken nuggets to get him to behave. He seems to think that once the nuggets are gone the deal is void.
Once we get there not only are we NOT the last appointment of the day they clearly did not read his file. One rabies shot, a nail clipping, a ruined muzzle, a shit stain on the vets coat, 3 band-aids,
and a nervous breakdown later we leave the vets office. I walked out smiling....at least we didn't get banned.

my boy Beanns

This is my boy Beanns...A.K.A Catfish, Beanie Weenie, Weezil, Peanut Gallery, Monkey Shine, Piggy, and sometimes even Capt' Muskie. Beanns is a mean little Chinese Crested who was clearly meant to be mine. He's a dud. I got him at 5 weeks old he weighed in at under a pound and his teeny eyes weren't even barely opened. I wanted to give him a big strong name like Maximus then I noticed a strong resemblance to those little beanie weanie sausages with his pinkish coloring and the saggy baggy skin. The name stuck. Not only did he have a rotten disposition I realized early on something was amiss. For starters he never grew any hair. No I'm not stupid I knew they were a hairless dog, however they are supposed to grow a big plume on top of their heads and all along their tails. Nope Beanie is as bald as a baby's ass except for a bit of red peach fuzz on top of his head. The second thing that clued me into being wrong is that all his teeth grew in at once. He had two rows of sharp little teeth like a shark. A mean, biting, angry little land shark. Oh and his tail is twisted like a pigs tail.
Beanns is going to be seven this year (people age, not dog years) and he currently has a more extensive wardrobe than I do, he refuses to do any tricks that he feels will humiliate him and I still can't break him of biting. Personally I think he just likes to do it now. I tell everyone he's a love bug to me but nobody believes it. He doesn't play well with others so that's all company gets to see. But he's my boy and I wouldn't have it any other way.