A Tour To The Vet
Nathan put a set of towels in the back seat, rolled down his windows, and drove to the vet. Whatever this monster was, it had to be checked out. Of course, he reasoned, given the strike. He couldn’t wait to remove all of its furs from the razor and reveal its true shape! While driving, he was pondering how long he had been living in his garbage.
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They didn’t take long to get to the vet. The long meows became more powerful all of a sudden. The sound completely changed the scene. Instead of calling pest control, he immediately dialed the number for the nearest veterinarian. He was curious about what he was doing, and he wanted to see what he was doing. Was it a ferocious beast?