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Pugs and Kisses

Book by Farrah Rochon · 7 quotes · Dog, Veterinary, Surgeon

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“As soon as he entered the house, Bryson dropped to his haunches and held his arms out for Bella, the sable and white papillon who had been abandoned at one of the clinics where he'd done his clinical rotation. She jumped into his arms, gave him the required lick on the chin, then started barking up a storm. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Bryson said, smoothing down the hair on her butterfly-shaped ears. "I told you it was going to be a long night." He plucked a treat from the jar he kept on the table next to the door. He had another in the kitchen and in his bedroom, because if there was one certainty in this house, it was that Bella would get her treats.”

“How much more will that cost on top of the surgery?" Did it matter? She had just spent nearly four thousand dollars getting that salivary gland surgically removed. Was she going to allow her dog to die of an infection because it would cost an extra two hundred? Bryson took a mental step back. Who in the hell was he to pass judgment? Maybe she didn't have an extra two hundred dollars. Maybe she had scraped together every cent she had for the surgery. He knew better than most what it was like to have to make tough financial choices. He'd spent the better part of his life doing it. He took Mrs. Stewart's hand in his. "I know it's hard not to stress about the cost, but please don't. The receptionist can tell you about programs that will allow you to pay in installments so that you don't have to cover everything all at once." The worry marring her features lessened. "Thank you again for all you did for my little Jack." She gave his hand a gentle squeeze before slipping past him and walking over to the reception area.”

“That couldn't have been easy. I've seen too many people have to make the hard choice of providing care or saying goodbye to their pet because they can't afford the expense. I'm glad you encouraged her to save her dog." "I didn't really give her any other option," Bryson said. "It's a habit I'm trying to break, if I'm being honest. The choice isn't mine. Sometimes, saving the animal isn't what's best for it or for the owner. But Captain Jack still has a few years left in him, and I have a feeling he's her only companion. She needs that dog as much as the dog needs her.”

“Aren't you a cutie," Evie said, picking up the fawn-colored dog. His dominant breed was clearly pug, but he was mixed with something else. "Hey, Odessa, any idea what the pug is mixed with? Looks like maybe a beagle?" Evie called. "That's what Doc thinks he's mixed with too," Odessa answered as she came into the room. "He was surrendered by his owner last week. The guy got him from a breeder as a gift for his girlfriend, but she wanted a miniature purebred pug and the breeder wouldn't give him a refund." She rubbed the dog behind the ear. "This one is a sweetie." "Does he have a name?" Evie asked. "He didn't come with one. He looks like an Oliver to me. Or maybe a Sam." "You know I hate when dogs have people names," Evie said. As she scratched the top of his head, she took in his coloring. His light brown coat reminded her of Butterball, the Pomeranian she'd rescued in the eighth grade. But the dark brown face and ears were hallmarks of a pug. "This brown spot on the top of his head is pretty unique," Evie said. "What if we call him Waffles?" Odessa plopped a hand on her hip. "So you'd rather name a dog after breakfast than after one of the greatest singers of all time, Sam Cooke?" "No offense to Sam Cooke, but Waffles is the perfect name for this cutie." Evie pointed to him. "Check out the shape of the dark brown spot on his head. It looks like a splash of syrup. "You're a cute little stack of waffles, aren't you?" She rubbed her nose to his as she continued the head scratch.”