Taking our beagle Kirby to the vet, the feedback from the front desk and veterinarian was lockstep.

“What a cute dog.”

“What a good boy.”

“He’s so trim.”

I must admit, I was getting a tad jealous.  “Hey, over here.  What about me?  I’ve been going to the gym, you know.  By the way, I look pretty good for my age.  Maybe even a little cute.” Not one compliment for the man.

Humph.  Next time, I might just go to the vet alone.  We’ll see how that works out.  “Woof!”