"I know you're in pain. That's why I brought the shots along. I know you hate them, but you need them, honey." I didn't complain when he licket his stitches. It wouldn't do us any good. I knew how stubborn he could be. "Don't worry about anything, really. I'll do it the best I can, so you won't even feel it." As he looked at me that I way, I couldn't help but getting on my knees to hug him and caress his fur. "I love you, you giant goofy puppy", I murmured, quietly.<br/><br/>After that, I reached for my bag to get the shot. The sooner I got this over it, the faster he'd start feeling better. My free hand got hold of him, gently, and I resumed stroking Jacen's fur, trying to get him to relax. "Calm down, baby. If you don't stay still, I won't be able to make this fast, okay? I had to admit I didn't quite understand his irrational fear of shots. But being that he had already lived many years more than myself, he probably had been through a lot I didn't know. "Relax, baby. It will be a second", I said, in my best soothing voice, as I finally gave him the shot. "Stay still... just a moment more. And, we're done. Wasn't so bad, was it, puppy?"