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Weston had retired six months ago, the clinic had been closed and Hope residents had to go to the other clinic for animal care. Bruce Weston had been a wonderful veterinarian. Besides her utter love of animals, Dr. Weston had been one of the primary reasons she wanted to become a veterinarian. He was kind, patient, and had taken just as much care of the owners as he had of the animals. At six forty-five they cleared out the remnants of donut nirvana and Rachel, ever efficient, booted up the computer, while Emma and Leanne set up the rooms and instruments, ready for the first patients to start rolling in.

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And did they ever. The first clients started coming in as soon as they opened the doors at seven.


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The clinic offered drop off service for people on their way to work in Tulsa. Since they were on the main road leading to the highway, it was convenient. People could drop off their animals, Emma would diagnose and treat them throughout the course of the day, and their owners picked them on their way home from work. She charged a minimum boarding fee to house them for the day. If she wanted to see her little sister, she had to first track her down, since Molly was as mobile as they came, and then fly or drive to whatever location Molly called home that particular month.

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At the moment she had her hands full with a hundred and forty pounds of very exuberant Newfoundland, who was happily slobbering on her neck as she performed an exam. He stuck out his tongue and slurped her face. How big is your back yard? Do you have other dogs for him to play with? And well.. Lang looked mournfully at King. Many people thought puppies were so cute. The problem was, cute puppies often grew into giant dogs. Like King. Does he walk on a leash? If you walk him twice a day and take him to the park, it will help work off all this energy he has.

Also, I highly recommend neutering him. And it will help settle him. They take it so personally. The morning flew by in a blur of shots, exams, worming and one tiny and filthy Pitt bull puppy someone had found in a ditch. Though it was late spring and the days were warming, the nights were still cool. She examined the pup, and other than needing a serious flea bath and a good meal, she was healthy, thankfully. She gave the pup to Leanne, who took her away to give her the flea bath and her first round of puppy shots.

Daisy wound her way around the clinic, checking in on Rachel and Leanne as they did their work, too. Emma was so thankful to be this busy, she had no complaints. They were jammed all afternoon until the last pick up at closing, when her staff finally left. It was quiet. She swiped her hair out of her eyes and breathed a sigh of utter contentment as she walked around the clinic. It had been a good first day. She hurried out to see a man holding a German shepherd by the leash who sat regally while Daisy tried to play with it.

He came toward her, and she took a wary step back, until he walked under the overhead lights and she saw he was wearing a cop uniform. She breathed a sigh of relief. Dark brown pants, lighter brown shirt. Gun strapped to his hip. Very dark hair, cut short, full lips.

Serious expression, which only made him look. Boomer must have twisted his leg in a hole or something because he yelped and came up limping. Bring him on back.

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Yeah, some watch dog you are, Daisy. Emma led the officer into the exam room and flipped on the lights, then turned around and knelt down, trying to calm her stupid, raging heartbeat. She smiled at the dog. The dog sat and she examined his leg. He whimpered as she pressed on it. After finishing the exam, she lifted her gaze to the police officer.


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  6. She brought them back to the x-ray room and he helped her get Boomer on the table while she got his leg in place for the x-ray. Again, that voice of his.

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    It was doing something to her nerve endings she found decidedly She just noticed his voice. And so did her body. I bought it right after he retired. Did you play football for Oakdale? Now she knew why the name sounded familiar. She remembered reading about him in the newspaper. He had a quirky, kind of off-kilter smile, and greenish blue eyes that went really well with his dark hair.

    Daisy, her yellow Labrador retriever, thumped her tail and looked up at her, dark eyes filled with adoration.

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    You could have an awful day, be grouchy and in the worst mood, and your dog would still sit at your feet and be there for you. Daisy followed along, sniffing every square inch of gleaming tile Emma had spent the weekend polishing to perfection. Sure, she could have had a cleaning service do that, but this place was hers and she wanted to do it herself. She swept her hand over the pristine reception desk, tapped her finger on the desktop computer that was hopefully filled with appointments for the day, then moved on through the double doors leading to the back room where the sparkling instruments awaited her first touch.

    Cages were ready, and so were the exam rooms. The OR was prepped. Everything was spotless and sterilized. She was in debt up to her eyeballs, but, come hell or rising water from the creek down the road, this place was all hers now.

    ifydyvurikuk.gq It had taken years and more than a few major detours, but Hope Small Animal Hospital was now owned and operated by Dr. Emma Burnett, DVM. She inhaled and blew it out, letting the dual feelings of satisfaction and utter terror wash over her. At least this time it was a healthy dose of terror. Not like before. It would never be like before again. But after going back to school and working with a veterinary group in South Carolina, she was finally home and on her own with a practice that was all hers. This is your big day.

    It was Rachel, her receptionist, along with Leanne, her tech. Her two assistants were the gas in the engine that drove this clinic. She smiled and unlocked the door. They sat in the tiny break room together and ate donuts, drank coffee and went over the appointments for the day.

    So were we. Leanne nodded. People will come. Emma let out a hopeful sigh. She needed to fill this place up with clients. Since Dr. Weston had retired six months ago, the clinic had been closed and Hope residents had to go to the other clinic for animal care.

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    Bruce Weston had been a wonderful veterinarian. Besides her utter love of animals, Dr. Weston had been one of the primary reasons she wanted to become a veterinarian. He was kind, patient, and had taken just as much care of the owners as he had of the animals. At six forty-five they cleared out the remnants of donut nirvana and Rachel, ever efficient, booted up the computer, while Emma and Leanne set up the rooms and instruments, ready for the first patients to start rolling in. And did they ever. The first clients started coming in as soon as they opened the doors at seven.

    The clinic offered drop off service for people on their way to work in Tulsa. Since they were on the main road leading to the highway, it was convenient. People could drop off their animals, Emma would diagnose and treat them throughout the course of the day, and their owners picked them on their way home from work. She charged a minimum boarding fee to house them for the day. If she wanted to see her little sister, she had to first track her down, since Molly was as mobile as they came, and then fly or drive to whatever location Molly called home that particular month.

    At the moment she had her hands full with a hundred and forty pounds of very exuberant Newfoundland, who was happily slobbering on her neck as she performed an exam.


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    He stuck out his tongue and slurped her face. How big is your back yard? Do you have other dogs for him to play with? And well.. Lang looked mournfully at King. Many people thought puppies were so cute. The problem was, cute puppies often grew into giant dogs. Like King. Does he walk on a leash? If you walk him twice a day and take him to the park, it will help work off all this energy he has.

    Also, I highly recommend neutering him. And it will help settle him. They take it so personally. The morning flew by in a blur of shots, exams, worming and one tiny and filthy Pitt bull puppy someone had found in a ditch. Though it was late spring and the days were warming, the nights were still cool. She examined the pup, and other than needing a serious flea bath and a good meal, she was healthy, thankfully. She gave the pup to Leanne, who took her away to give her the flea bath and her first round of puppy shots.

    Daisy wound her way around the clinic, checking in on Rachel and Leanne as they did their work, too. Emma was so thankful to be this busy, she had no complaints. They were jammed all afternoon until the last pick up at closing, when her staff finally left. It was quiet. She swiped her hair out of her eyes and breathed a sigh of utter contentment as she walked around the clinic.

    It had been a good first day.