As we entered the air conditioned vet clinic we were all very nervous. “Hello,” the lady at the front desk said.
The vet came rushing out. ”They are here for Tex,” she said upsettingly. We followed her back. Tex, our normally energetic five year old yellow lab, had been in the clinic for three days now. My mom and dad had gotten a call at two in the morning because his blood counts had dropped tremendously. They woke my sister and I up around six that same morning