So, Dill's last vaccination for Canine distemper before it turns yearly, was supposed to be day 28, but the vet wasn't here, she traveled to another city, so we went there today morning.
It was SO HOT, and ferrets easily get dehydrated, the vet is kinda far, so we go by taxi.
SHE IS SO SLOW! I HATE this vet! But unfortunately, she's the only one we know that has this vaccine, since ferrets aren't that common here.
It took forever to be our turn, Dill was stressed, he digs the transport cage's grating, trying to open it, it makes me feel so bad, so I keep my hand on the grating, he always scratchs me while digging, and after he get tired, he lies down close to the grating so I can pet him.

So, when we arrive at the "waiting room" aka balcony or whatever that thing out-of-house is and no one even's there to make your "check in" or something, I keep him on my lap, and this way he gets more confortable.

But yet it takes so long, but the WORSE part, is when the waiting ends.

The vet might think she's the best pet owner ever or something, the first thing she said when we got in was, "Oi gordo, balofo, seu gordo" which's like, hi fat, fat you fat! (I just know one way to call fat in english).

You cannot imagine how I HATE when people call him FAT!

It's not like, I just spoil him (ok maybe I DO spoil him), but the fact is, I do NOT see fatness AT ALL!
And she just sounds like she's indirectly saying we should take better care of him!

OK, maybe it's all just in my head...
I can no longer tell...
I admit I'm kinda jealous about him, well he's MY baby....
Ok, but one thing I'm sure, HE AINT FAT

My head hurts