The Clinic (Dot’s Eye Part 3)

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.

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