ugh...worst mom and dog activity ever

Ollie and I are about to head off to Petsmart to get some doggy shots. Wow, could I have come up with a worse outing? Ollie hates Petsmart, even though I suppose he is supposed to like it because it's "shopping for pets." He pees on the floor every time he has ever been in there. So now I have to take him to his least favorite place to get like 4 shots and give them a hundred bucks. What a great way to spend some quality time with Ollie. He will probably be mad at me for the rest of the day or bite the injection person or something.

Oh, and I have no idea why this dog is a cowboy.

UPDATE: That was actually worse than I could have possibly imagined. All the dogs in the waiting room that Ollie of course wanted to socialize with were disgusting and diseased looking. He also wanted to get friendly with this cat that a guy actually brought in in a milk crate with a rusty dish drying rack as the lid. Haven't you ever heard of a pet carrier?! Then Ollie was majorly rude to the vet and assistants. Not to mention the fact that he coated me in so much hair that I had to use 5 of those sticky roller sheets to be presentable to do the rest of my errands.