Tonight I brought my dog, Rocky, to Coco the veterinarian. He wasn’t ailing but needed a check-up.
Unfortunately, the vet’s office was not air conditioned, and the patient got pretty overheated. It was a serious appointment, too. He had to be opened up, have a special blood shirt put on and then closed up. There was a lot of checking for blood.
A wrench was tightened around his collar, but the doctor didn’t tell me why.
Apparently, though, Rocky’s leg was broken. It was a good thing the doctor had such late hours. His cast was a lovely boiled-wool slipper with a sheep on it. I’ll have to remember to sign it.
