
“Yes, that says sugar for penis,” Chester reads from the little plastic baggie that he got from Dr. Rendrick, his cute veterinarian. He understands what is written because he heard the phrase in her examining room. Chester recalls earlier that afternoon the sequence of events that led him there.
His first thought was, “I’m just hanging out, and I mean hanging out in the most private way, but I have no idea what is happening. My penis is stuck… out.”
He felt frisky which happens when dogs get excited. His ding-dong would not fit back inside its sheath because he was over excited. Rachell gets a glimpse of the situation and off they head to the doctor’s office. When Dr. R sees the problem, she matter of factly informs Rachell that, “All teenagers go through this phase. They just get over excited a lot! Sometimes their penis gets suck out.”
Doc immediately applies a small amount of sugar water. She indicates they have to wait a few minutes to see if this decreases. The take home Rx for Chester’s care is a small bag of sugar.
Never mind how Rachell and Chester got to this moment, but the comment from Bridgette, Dr. R’s tech assistant expresses, “If you get stopped on the way home, make sure you tell the cops this is sugar. Tell them to taste it if they like so you don’t get arrested for an illegal substance.” We all chuckled at the image drawn.
Rachell is like, “Yeah, right!
And kidding she suggests, “How about you write on the bag for me doc, so they know what it is.”
Next thing you know Dr. R takes the baggie from Rachell and notes the contents. This causes the room to explode with enormous laughter. Chester joins the pandemonium by wagging his tail and barking at the three hysterical women.
Chester’s thinking, “I’m glad you think this is so funny cause you know this will probably happen again. Good to know the solution is simple. Break out this prescription, “Rx: Sugar for penis!”

