Jilly: So it’s a free clinic, right?
Me: Yeah.
Jilly: That’s good. We should have gotten him his shots a while ago.
Dot: I would like to submit that this cat carrier thing is bullshit.
Me: We know buddy. It’s for your own good.
Jilly: Oh, shit.
There’s a huge line outside the clinic.
Me: I guess word got out.
Jilly: What do you wanna do?
Dot: If we’re taking a vote, I would like to return to the streets.
Jilly: Shush
Dot: My freedom has been taken from me.
Me: Quiet, Dot.
Dot: My home calls to me.
Me: Keep this idiot company, I’m going to see how fast they’re pushing people through.
So I walk to the front of the line.
Me: Hey hey, how ya doin? How long have you been waiting here?
Person: Bout an hour? Hour and a half?
Other Person: Closer to two.
Me: God, Dot’s eye is worrying me. I wonder what vets are open.
Jilly: None of them, it’s a Saturday.
Me: I guess I’m getting in line.
Dot: I hate this.
Jilly: I’ll run and get you some breakfast.