\”G\’day – You must be the vet?\” a friendly smile greeted me as I climbed out of the vet van. \”I am indeed!\” I replied. \”And I must be in the right place, too?\” \”You sure are,\” he said. \”Come on in, and out the back – the old fella\’s out there in the back […]
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\”How is your old girl then?\” I asked, after I\’d settled down on the couch. Their crazy Jack Russel was bouncing around the room like a pinball, so I had to gently let him know that yes, I did have personal boundaries, and yes! he was going to be required to respect them. \”She\’s ok,
Sunday morning, it\’s dark, cuddled up in bed, and my mind is racing. I\’m about two steps ahead of my alarm clock, excited, wondering how the day is going to unfold, and questions, questions darting around in my mind… \”Have I gotten the notes right?\” \”Will someone get stuck on our driveway?\” \”Will all the
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The border collie dog limped into the consult room, a tired old, worn room, with dull green paint on the walls, and a nail scarred consult table. His tail wagged happily, as his mum sank onto the chair with a sigh, fanning herself with a book. \”Hello!\” she said. \” I haven\’t seen you before.
\”Come in darlin\’, come in, they won\’t run out the gate – she\’s looking forward to her massage (aren\’t you sweety), come on through and get yourself settled down on the couch her – be quiet you dogs, be quiet and stop your barking, honestly, behave yourselves – are you ok, dear, do you need
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She was spread out on the floor, grey as a badger all over her head and front legs, a happy old staffie. I\’d been seeing her for nearly a year, and had helped her through more problems than I have fingers to point them out. She just kept on going! The last visit had been
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I climbed up the steps, as an avalanche of golden retriever puppies leapt to their feet and poured across the floor to jump up against the gate. Wagging tails, happy yips, bright shiny eyes. I clambered over the kiddy gate and waded through the sea of excitement… \”Come in dear,\” said the old ladies voice.
\”Come on in then,\” he said, gruffly, resplendent in only a pair of shorts, big belly pushing it\’s way in the door in front of him. \”But watch out for me pet duck (it was pouring with rain), she likes to hang around out there at this time of day.\” I sat down in a
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I was greeted with a cheery wave as I pulled into the driveway. Such a friendly face, wreathed in the gentle lines of happiness, and a life well lived. \”Come on up,\” she said, waving me into their home. I walked up the steps, with their little dog barking her head off at me, yap
The vans wheels were spinning on the slippery mud. I admitted defeat and backed up, pulling over to the side of the driveway and parking beside the other car. I couldn\’t see the house, but a young boy with his little sister came trotting down the driveway. \”Hello,\” I said. \”Am I in the right
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