I informed Luke that Maggie needed to go get her shots, and he immediately scooped up Maggie and told me no.
I told him that it would not be until later that day, so he promptly put Maggie down and went about doing whatever he was doing at the time. I believe it was hammering one of his old toys into millions of pieces, in order to "fix it."
Later, in the afternoon, I told Luke to go get Maggie, so we could go to the vet. Luke disappeared, and so did the dog.
After a few minutes of searching, I found them both, hiding in my closet, behind my hanging shirts. Luke was telling Maggie all about how terrible the vet would be.
After much persuasion and some tears, we finally made our way to the vet.
It was a wonderland to Luke and Molly. They completely forgot about Maggie, and went about exploring. The favorite thing seemed to be the giant scale for dogs.
When all was said and done, and Maggie had her shots, I began shuttling my little humans and dog back out to the car.
I got Molly and Maggie in the car, and then I went back for Luke, who was shoveling snow into his mouth as quickly as he could, from a snow pile near by.
This snow pile to be exact.
Um yea, I noticed it too.