In his younger days our golden retriever, Catcher, often ran away when he had the chance. His veterinarian's office was about a mile down the road and Catcher would usually go there. The office staff knew him and would call me to come pick him up.
One day I called the vet to make an appointment for Catcher's yearly vaccine.
"Will you be bringing him in yourself," asked the receptionist, "or will he come on his own?"
2 comments:
Sweet smile you evoked this morning.
Thank you, Patty.
(We used to have a retriever. They are lovely and loving dogs.)
HaHa...cute story. Just love dogs.
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