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When the Vet Sent Us to Collect a Pee Sample From the Dog
Ah… the fun memories and adventures that come from pet ownership
The vet told me I needed to collect a pee sample from the dog.
“How the heck am I supposed to do that?”
“I do it with a ladle,” the vet’s assistant said.
“Well, why don’t you do it right now?”
“We tried, he doesn’t have to go.”
“Maybe we could give him a beer?”
The vet and the vet’s assistant didn’t say anything. They just stood there looking at me and used their psychic powers to suggest I shouldn’t give the dog any more beer.
Kuzo didn’t look at me. He was ready to go. He was scratching at the door. “Get me out of this horror show. Do you know what they just did to me. I gotta get home!”
“Fine, I’ll figure out a way to collect his pee.”
The vet’s assistant handed me a plastic bag with the hazard sign on it and a plastic syringe thing. There was also a test tube. “Fill it up to the black line.”
“Okay.”
I got Kuzo home. It was a muddy day and his paws were all dirty. He left mud prints all over the car. But that’s okay, he was smiling at me. “I’m glad to get out…
