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I placed my gloves into a yellow Biohazard bin,
    “So shall we draw straws on who gets to speak to her owners?” asking as we raised our hands to play rock, paper and scissors.
    Defeated from the game , as I approached the waiting room, I thought about how I was going to be tactful.
     
    The waiting room at Eden Hills was decorated with one of those calming colors, the walls plastered with posters promoting various treatments foods, before me sat a man and a woman, they both looked well dressed and the woman's perfume filled my nose as I approached them.
    “Mr and Mrs Mall, I’m Dr White the vet in charge...myself and my colleague Dr Flowers had to complete an emergency C-section on the dog in order to save her and her litter. Complications during delivery brought to the light the fact that she was carrying Rottweiler puppies, Could you explain how she became pregnant by a Rottweiler, the physics involved must of been spectacular” I took a seat opposite them as they looked a little taken aback.
    “Your dog will probably reject the puppies, which mean we will have to find a way of feeding  them”,
    “Is there anything you can do” asked Mr Mall,
    “We have a surrogate mother who had puppies a few days ago, so she can feed them, however I have never seen a case like this before.”, Standing up  and moved to the seat next to them in one of the chairs that adorned our waiting room.
    “ We have a male Rottweiler at home, we didn’t think they could mate” he told me. I looked at him and said nothing, thinking
    “ You are lucky that your dog came through the mating process, normally the dog would of suffered damage”.
    Their faces said it all, knowing that I had to intervene.
    “ I can keep here and adopt her, the puppies will have to be re homed as a precautionary measure against your Rottweiler, you're lucky I don’t contact the ASPCA”
    “That would be fine” Mrs Mall said, hearing the contempt in her voice, her husband kept silent. They both got up and walked to the desk. The paperwork had already been done and was ready for them to sign the animals over. Her husband walked out of the vets to his house three doors away and returned with the dog's belongings, the usual array of toys and bowls and ownership papers.
     
    “Here you are, Miss White” he said looking straight past me.
    “ I need you to sign this document stating that you are handing over your animal to us” I told him, with the papers in my hand. He took them and pretended to have a look at them , handing him a pen that I took from the top pocket of my blue tunic. His hand shaking as he put the pen to the paper and signed his name...Henry Mall.
     
    Mr and Mrs Mall walked through the double glazed entrance, I could see their heads bowed as they turned the corner towards their house, as Lisha came into the reception.
    “So...” she queried.
    “They signed the dog over to us without any problems” I told her, putting the signed document into a draw.
    “Any ideas on what you're going to call her” she asked, sitting behind the reception desk and sipping from a humorous coffee mug with the words 'Worlds Best Vet’ adorned with large letters.
    “Sophie?” I said, taking a biscuit from a battered biscuit tin, trying not to get crumbs all over.
    “ Sophie sounds good...oh the puppies are doing ok before you ask, Maizies pups are quite favorable towards them.” she said placing her mug on the desk with a quiet thud.
    “Look, I have to meet my mom at 5, I’ll be around 9 to pick up Maizie and Sophie with the puppies” I told her, getting up and walking to my office.
    “I’ll catch you later on tonight, there’s Lasagne in the freezer if you fancy it”.
    I walked out towards my car and headed home to get changed into a little red dress that was a little too short but had that alluring quality that I liked. Sitting in the front room, drinking a cheeky rose that was left over from dinner the other night as the doorbell rang. Getting
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