A Story from Joy the Puppy’s Younger Days…
Our 10-year-old neighbor Jacob asked me if I knew what our puppy’s breed was yet.
“No,” I said.
“You need to go to the vet and get one of those blood tests so you can find out,” he said. (I was impressed he knew about the Wisdom Panel.)
“I am the vet, Jacob!” I said. (He gave me a look like I should know what she is then.)
“We took Raven to the vet for that blood test.”
I asked, “What did you find out?”
“We found out that she doesn’t have fleas. And that she needed a couple of shots.”
“I bet your puppy is a Black Lab and a black Terrier mixed together.”
I said, “I don’t need a fancy blood test Jacob! I have you!”
“Ha!” he said.
I’ll bet he’s right…