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My pet beagle dreads going to the veterinarian’s office more than any other event. In fact, if he were capable of comprehending the apocalypse and its implications for the world, he would still rather it happened than have to go to the vet. Getting him to sit still while his temperature is being taken is practically impossible, but at least the vet and her assistants take care of that.
I’m the unlucky individual charged with getting him in the car in the first place. At least the task has become much less arduous since my friend recommended dog carriers. I find ways of tricking the dog into the carrier and getting the process over with as soon as possible. Afterward, I reward him with a few treats if he’s been somewhat well-behaved.
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