Molly survived her visit to the Vet but I don't know if I did. Vets are not cheap. Molly got her yearly check up and shots, a blood test, and had a brawl with the Vet. It was a typical Vet visit for us.
The poor man that came out of the Vet's office right as we were going in did not have such a good visit. The tears were streaming down his face and he was carrying a cardboard box. The cardboard box was the final resting place of his beloved chihuahua. My heart and every bit of compassion in it went out to that man. It is every pet owner's worst nightmare. He was by himself and there was nothing I could do or say so I left him alone to his thoughts and let him gtieve in his own way.
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