Sunday, December 6, 2009

Pet therapy

Carol warned me last minute; she’d scheduled this appointment to ‘fess up to hubby a large credit card debt. 

Yikes!  Have I lost my mind? He’s Hell’s Angel scary, she’s frightened and thin.

By sheer luck, my dog was the fourth in the exam room that day.  Five scrawny pounds, a lap technician working her charms.


Maha said...

Found your great blog via Dr. D and I love it!

Cilicious said...

These vignettes are amazing.
Sometimes it is what is left unsaid that is the most compelling.

Helen said...

I love each of these glimpses of your practice and your patients' lives.

And yes, a dog makes everything better.