Thread: Must Love Pets (Magno x Sketchyequine)

Savanna sighed when he told her he didnt have the paperwork. She was outwardly annoyed, but she maintained her composure. He wasnt the first nor would he be the last bozo to walk into her clinic thinking they were above protocol. At least he wasnt already hounding her about free treatment on account of a long wait time. That was always her favorite complaint. If a pet wasnt dying and the owner didnt make an appointment they were just going to have to wait. This was no different than a human doctors office in that regard. Although human doctors got paid a hell of a lot better than Dr. Tucker did, and those bastards only ever had to work on one species- not to mention it was a species that could talk. Physicians had it easy. The paperwork makes my job easier Mr? She started, raising her brows as she attempted to gather a last name from the hick. Not to mention Ill need it for billing purposes. At the very least try to fax them to the office when you get home tonight. Reception will get you another copy on your way out today. Fair? She instructed before looking down at the old German Shepherd with gentle eyes. His owner may already be somewhat of a thorn in Savannas side, but her job here was to help the innocent. She knelt down, making herself appear less threatening to the canine as she gave him a quick look over with bright eyes. He was definitely old and ailing, but perhaps with the proper treatment he could come back around. At least for a little while. Did you eat the paperwork, buddy? She asked with a soft, sweet voice that also teased the owner in its nature. Maybe you feel crappy because thats not the only thing you ate that you shouldnt have. Almost on cue the old farm dog barked, splattering what was a clean blouse and lab coat with bright crimson blood. Savanna almost never got to go an entire day without getting at least one bodily fluid on her cloths. She let out a little sigh before reaching out to rub the dog between the ears for reassurance. He was obviously extremely nervous, and that made this examination risky if not damn near impossible. Thats very interesting. She whispered, mostly to herself as she stayed crouched on the tile floor. How long has he been showing this symptom? Has he been bleeding the entire month since you noticed he was unwell? She asked, standing up to speak as she got to work scrubbing Gauss blood off of her hands and wrists before slipping on a clean pair of examination gloves. Internal bleeding is a serious symptom. We really recommend you get him in within a few days max of something like this starting. For future reference. She said as politely as possible. First, Im going to take his vitals heart rate, temperature, and the works. Then I would like to give Gauss some drugs to get him a little high and hopefully calm him down. Then I can do a thorough examination of his mouth. Otherwise I wont be able to look well and I risk being bitten. Seeing as this obviously isnt a chihuahua you must understand why Id like to avoid that. She said simply before looping her stethoscope over her narrow, feminine shoulders. Deal? She asked Ben with a sweet voice, but she was obviously a woman who took her job very seriously. She would do everything she could for Gauss, but treatment wasnt free. If Ben wanted her to do her job he would need to be willing to pay the price. Based on what he wore and the faint smell of manure in the room, she figured that the man wasnt too keen on spending his hard earned cash.