Still, I wait on the sidewalk outside the vet office with my rescue, Sam, a lab, terrible at social distancing during this pandemic. Drooling, he slurps cold coffee out of my paper cup with his enormous tongue before turning around to sniff someone.
Inside, Sam sees the kitties sitting in cages precisely six feet apart. The dogs whine, tugging on their leashes when an owner and I make eye contact, friendly and welcoming, through our required cloth face masks. Can I please pet your adorable puppy? She says softly. But her hands look filthy as she moves quickly toward me.
Inside, Sam sees the kitties sitting in cages precisely six feet apart. The dogs whine, tugging on their leashes when an owner and I make eye contact, friendly and welcoming, through our required cloth face masks. Can I please pet your adorable puppy? She says softly. But her hands look filthy as she moves quickly toward me.
