Vet visit

A client brought a litter of golden retriever puppies to my veterinary clinic for inoculations and worming.

As the look-alike pups squirmed over and under one another in their box, I realized it would be difficult to tell the treated ones from the rest.

I turned on the water faucet, wet my
fingers, and moistened each dog’s head when I had finished.

After the fourth puppy, I noticed my hitherto talkative client had grown silent.

As I sprinkled the last pup’s head,
the woman leaned forward and whispered, “I didn’t know they
had to be baptized.”

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