His veterinarian’s office was about a mile down the road, and Charlie would usually end up there.
The office staff at the vets knew him and would always call me to come and pick him up.
One day, I called the vet to make an appointment for Charlie’s yearly vaccine.
“Will you bring him”, the receptionist asked, “or will he come on his own?”
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