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I called my mother-in-law - "What were you thinking? That place was a dump - it should be condemned", I say.
"I know" she says "but Dr W--- is very good and they are working on the building"
"How can you tell" I ask.
"I don't think the husband is too ambitious" she says.
"No kidding", I say.
But in the end I agree that the doctor is wonderful but I will not continue to seek care in the demilitarized zone. She understands. My mother-in-law is special, one of a kind in the best possible way.
I return at the appointed time. The groomer brings Sophie from the back room - oh she's gorgeous. She's happy. She's ready to leave. But the door bursts open and in comes a lady with a wild little pittie mix. He jumps on Sophie and she backs up behind me. He follows her but only for a minute. He is running all over the office. She releases him from the leash. It seems in an instant he has pooed all over the waiting area. The lady explains that she rescued him from an abandoned trailer where he had been locked in a kennel for 48 hours. Poor little fellow. We give him treats and make a hasty exit during the clean up.
When we get home Daddy tells Sophie she has an "Early nouveau, Art Paris, Bouffant" I have no idea what that means but it made me laugh and Sophie dance. The groomer really just cleaned her up and trimmed all the tangles and mats away.
At home she plays and plays and plays some more - uh oh - plop - down for the count again. She lets me inspect her all over. I look at her paws, her ears, her tummy, her teeth, she barely opens her eyes.
We decide she must have a doggie bed tonight. So we load her up and head out for the local pet store. We take her in and try out some beds. My goodness doggie beds are expensive. She was sort of like the princess and the pea - nothing seemed to please her. So back home to sleep on the wedding quilt.
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