Dog was in for his wellness care. When I finished writing his record and came into the treatment room to see if the team needed help with his heartworm test (They did not. They are so awesome.) they all yelled, "Finch, take a picture!" So I took a picture of their beautiful selves drawing blood from Dog for a heartworm test.
"Not of us," they said. They showed me Dog's tag...
Oh no! Caught me out lookin for bitches. Call Dad.
Dog's Mom, who had brought him was pretty soft spoken, and just smiled when they told her how much they loved Dog's tag.
We've checked every dog tag since, but they've all just had names and phone numbers. *sigh*
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Post from one year ago today...
August 7, 2016