Santa walked the short distance from the manufacturing facility to Posey’s vet clinic. He pushed open the door with his foot and carried the dog to an examining table. “Posey, Jessie fell and hurt herself. Can you please help?”
Santa placed the dog on the table and stroked her soft fur as Posey emerged from the back room carrying a kitten. She placed the tiny creature in a carrier and hurried over to Santa. “What happened?” she asked.
“Jessie slid on a carpet of marbles.” Santa mumbled as he looked away from Posey.
Posey looked quizzically at Santa but did not say anything. Instead, she reached down and felt the muscles and bones on the dog’s legs. As she touched her right foot Jessie whimpered. Posey gingerly felt up and down the spot again. Continue reading Jessie goes to the vet