Holy Cow

Okay, you guys ready for what might be a Top 3 Embarrassing Moment in my life? Holy cow. Remember how my dog's had some problems with his anal glands? Last week at the vet, the tech showed me how to do it. She's like, "You get gloves, you get some lube, you know, like . . ." as though I'm supposed to know what this stuff is all about! Little did she know she was talking to a good little Mormon gal.

So then, yesterday I went to the drugstore to buy said things. Latex gloves? Check. Lube? Uh, there was a guy in the isle buying condoms, so I walked around to a different isle, hoping by the time I got back, he'd be gone. He was, but there was a girl looking at pregnancy tests. She was taking her time. I was thinking, What the H am I doing here? It was all I could do to a) not laugh, and b) not run. I picked whatever stuff was the most discreet looking, and scurried over to the checkout counter. I was very disappointed they didn't have self-checkout. Embarrassing!

But I survived.