Awww! What a brave little man! First vet visits stress me out more than they do my pups I think. I just see them getting a shot, all of the trust in the world for me, and when they get poked they just look at me like "How could you let this happen?" It kills me! I usually won't even be in the room anymore, but I make Mark go in with them.
I was a complete mess when I took Cooper in for his first shots at the vet's office. It didn't make it any easier that he had to scream like a banshee when they gave them to him. He, of course, was fine once it was over. I needed a drink. A big, tall, cold, frosty drink with at least 90% hard liquor in it.