Thread: Must Love Pets (Magno x Sketchyequine)

Savanna chewed the inside of her cheek as he asked her the million dollar question. How long? It was one of the hardest questions any veterinarian had to answer in his or her career. Not only because the answer always hurt the owners, but also because it was nearly impossible to know for sure. Some pets died far sooner than estimated. Others made some kind of miraculous recovery. It was just so hard to say. Weeks, Id say. Maybe a few months. I doubt hell still be around for the new year although its possible. If I were you, Mr. ORiley, Id let him retire. Let him be a lazy old guy his last few days and feed him his favorite foods. Maybe work a new pup alongside him so he can show them the ropes of whatever work dogs do on your farm. If youre interested my father breeds rough collies and has pups for sale. He could get you a really nice herding dog. Or if youre more into guard type breeds, one of the vet techs here is looking to rehome a rottie. She sighed. Unfortunately our furry friends arent immortal, and its our job to be there when its their time to go. If youre not interested in surgery to slow down the progression of his cancer I would recommend you consider euthanasia when the time is right. He still seems happy enough now, but sooner or later hes not going to be able to eat at all and chances are this malignant tumor will spread to his brain and start causing symptoms like seizures, behavior changes, or even blindness. When that happens, you may want to bring him back to have the procedure done. She let her gloved, petite hand trail over the dogs body as he lay tiredly on the examination table before gathering up a bit of gauze and cleaning out the shepherd's mouth of as much blood as she could. For a euthanasia, if you call in advance, Id even be willing to drive out to your place and put him down there. Then he wont be so stressed as he goes. Hell be much more comfortable until his heart stops. She looked up at Ben sympathetically before pulling off her gloves and tossing them in the trash. Were done for today. You can leave him here while you go fill out the paperwork, then he should be with it enough for you to walk im out to your car. He also wont mind waiting so much with as high as he is, Mr. ORiley. She wiped her hands on her white lab coat and nodded a bit. Im finished here. If you have any questions or want to schedule a euthanasia youll just have to call the clinic and ask for me, Dr. Tucker. Have a good night, sir. She nodded before ducking out of the room and letting out an exhale. That man had been exhausting with his sour attitude, but there was no doubt that she still hated having to give him that kind of news. Most farmers in the area wouldnt care as much as he did about some farm dog. He was one of the few. The rest of Savannas shift went over without a hitch. A few stitches, vaccines, and reassurances of owners that there was nothing wrong with their pets and she locked the front door and hung her lab coat up on the hook. It was 7pm and she had somewhere to be very soon. She went home, hopped in the shower, painted on a little bit of makeup, then pulled on daisy dukes, tennis shoes, and a simple white tank top before heading out to meet up with some of her friends. Tonight the trio of ladies were hitting up a new place outside of town. Laura, one of her good friends, stated that she just couldnt handle the douchebags in the city anymore and wanted to try and find some fresh, country meat. Savanna couldnt say that she blamed her. Neither one had had any luck at all with men in the city. Maybe they would have better luck with the exotic species found outside the city limits cowboys. Savanna and the girls carpooled and parked Savannas SUV in the dirt parking lot before crawling out. The music could be heard from outside, and the parking lot was full of muddied up trucks. Yes! Girls, I am so riding on a country cock tonight. Just wait until I get a few beers into me! Laura shouted excitedly causing Savanna to let out a small chuckle. She wasnt on a mission for cock, exactly, but it would be nice to maybe get a phone number or something. However, the first priority was getting drunk and letting loose. Within a few hours, Savanna had done just that. She sat at the bar with a jack and coke in hand and watched as man after man tried to impress the lady population by riding the mechanical bull. Most of them were entirely too drunk to stay on more than just a few seconds. LAura and their other friend Kelsay were long gone by now, leaving Savanna alone at the bar with her drink. She hummed quietly along to the song that she knew surprisingly well from her youth and played with the tiny straw between her plush lips. At this rate she would be heading home alone without even talking to anyone before it happened. What. A. Bust.