Snow boots sunk into the inches of fluffy white snow before being pulled out and sinking into another few inches of snow. A girl was grumbling under her breath, her hands shielding her head from the falling snow.
“I shouldn’t have worn a backless dress today. Why didn’t I check the news- A better question..why didn’t I check outside?” She grumbled, shaking her head to keep the snow off her head. She hugged her bright blue coat closer to her body: the only fabric keeping her back warm.
She trudged through the snow, slowly but surely making her way over to a veterinary hospital. The vet pretty much blended in with all the snow which made it pretty hard to see. Good thing she memorized the way to her job and back.
Stomping through the snow, she slammed the door open- well, she didn’t mean to slam the door. It kinda just flew open from the wind as soon as she put her hand on the door.
Everyone turned to her direction, and everyone means everyone. Vets, people waiting for their pet to be checked, and even pets themselves all turned their heads to see. She gave everyone a sheepish smile, shaking off her coat to make the snow fall off her.
She walked in a room as a co-worker trailed behind her, her hands balled into fists. “Conny I swear to god you’re late. I had to help with your shift. Do you know how annoying you are?”
Conny took her time putting her jacket on a counter and slipping her rubber gloves on. Her co-worker crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently as she waited. Conny finally turned to the girl. “Sorry to interrupt your fun time complaining June, but all your bitching is making you sound like one of the dogs in the waiting room.”
June gaped at Conny and Conny patted June’s back, a devilish smile on Conny’s face. “There there June, you can be angry another time.”
Before June could retort back, Conny shoved her out of the room and motioned for someone to come in. A mother got up, her son, Conny assumed, staying close to his mother's leg and in the mother's arms, a puppy.
The three walked back in the room and Conny pulled on her gloves as the puppy barked at Conny. The mother put the puppy on the table and it barked again and wagged its tail.
“You can sit if you want on the chairs.” Conny motioned over at the row of chairs against the wall and the mother gladly sat down, meanwhile, the kid ran over to the table and stood on the tip of his toes to peek over the table.
Conny glanced at the puppy while pulling out a clipboard and watched as the puppy licked the boys' fingers when he couldn’t reach his arm far enough to pet it. Conny smiled slightly at the scene. She loved puppies.
“A beagle?” Conny asked, looking over at the mother for the answer.
The mother nodded and looked over to her son. “Tell her what her name is honey.” The boy looking up at Conny, his face beaming.
“His name is Hawaii!”
Did he say..the beagle’s name is Hawaii? That can’t be right. Who names their pet Hawaii? But Conny couldn’t question the name, the boy looked so happy about it. After all, there could be some emotional story about why the puppy’s name is Hawaii. Maybe the poor kids' dad died in Hawaii.
“Oh,” Conny paused, glancing at the boy’s excited face, “That’s a..unique name.”
“I know!” The boy jumped up and down excitedly and the puppy- Hawaii tried getting down but Conny grabbed her before she could.
The mother smiled at her son and looked up at Conny, speaking up, “My son loves the word Hawaii so he wanted to name his first dog after it.”
Nevermind. There was no emotional plot behind naming a dog Hawaii.
After a quick check-up for Hawaii and doing the normal vet stuff which included, but was not limited too: Checking her heart, her ears, checking for infections, and so forth, Conny found nothing wrong with Hawaii besides the god awful name.
Hawaii licked Conny’s hand. She was a friendly puppy, not one of those skittish dogs that were afraid of the vet, but one that ran around a stranger multiple times begging to play. One of those dogs Conny desperately wanted but couldn’t because her jerk of a landlord wouldn’t allow her to steal and sneak in a dog. He called it ‘unfair to the rest of the apartment’ and ‘illegal’, she called it innovative.
She picked up Hawaii, making her wag her tail and bark before giving her back to her owners. “She’s good to go. Make sure to sign these papers and give them to June before you go. She’s the one that works at the front desk and welcomed you in when you came in.” Conny told them, handing quite a few papers to the mother.
The mother nodded and the little boy waved and of course, Conny waved back at the little boy who chose terrible names.
As soon as they left Conny took her gloves off and threw them in the trash, putting a new pair of gloves on. Conny loved the feeling of a new pair of rubber gloves, even though most people hated it, she loved the feeling.
Conny sat down- though it wasn’t long before someone rushed in, slamming the door open. Conny jumped, getting off her chair and looked over at another vet who was out of breath. She must have ran from across the other side of the hospital, and far meant quite a few feet.
“We have an emergency I need you to get ready as soon as you possibly can because you’re taking care of it this time.” The other nurse told Conny while panting and leaning against the doorway to cool down.
This sounded like something that would have her have to stay at work the whole day- and maybe even night. On a Saturday. Conny only had to work four hours and then she could go home and watch movies, but no. She had to be stuck working now. What type of person ruins someone else’s Saturday like that?
“But I only have to work four hours someone else should be assigned to help,” Conny told the other vet. Reasoning would work, right?
The vet shook his head and shoved a clipboard in Conny’s hands and tiredly stared off in the direction he’d have to run again. Conny huffed and scanned the clipboard as the vet went running. “I hope you die running back from how out of shape you are!” Conny yelled after the vet.
Conny sighed and looked through the papers, reading all the information. Her eyes landed on the pet’s name and she tilted her head curiously at the name.
To answer her question about who could ruin someone else's weekend, apparently a person who names their pet Bear.
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