Posted this a long time ago when Mr Slugger owned the board and I was a retail minion. One of my customers was a really good person, and she told me about the time she took her golden retriever to the vet's for a check up.
She went in to the waiting room with her hound and sat down, nodding pleasantly at the other people waiting. A moment or two later, the vet came out of his examination room reading a piece of paper.
He looked up. "Bonzo?" he called out, looking around. Not one of the dogs stirred. "Bonzo?" He whistled a couple of times. "Bonzo? Here boy!"
A very well-dressed lady next to my former customer stood up, holding the lead to her red setter. "It's Mrs Bonzo, actually," she said in a tone that could cut ice.
Rapscallion
She went in to the waiting room with her hound and sat down, nodding pleasantly at the other people waiting. A moment or two later, the vet came out of his examination room reading a piece of paper.
He looked up. "Bonzo?" he called out, looking around. Not one of the dogs stirred. "Bonzo?" He whistled a couple of times. "Bonzo? Here boy!"
A very well-dressed lady next to my former customer stood up, holding the lead to her red setter. "It's Mrs Bonzo, actually," she said in a tone that could cut ice.
Rapscallion
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