<div style="text-align: justify;">Running a few minutes early, Doug parked the truck outside the animal hospital and looked down at the chocolate labrador sat beside him. Fred looked back at him with his big brown eyes and his owner smiled wryly at the mixed emotions he could almost see there. People always told him that cats were smarter than dogs and Doug had seen little of the feline terrors that would convince him otherwise. As far as he was concerned, the cat-lovers could keep their sneaky feline masters. He would much rather appreciate the simple honesty he had found in the emotions of dogs.<br/><br/><strong>"Now then Fred, I've told you twice already that this is just a routine check-up. Once you are done with the nice veterinarian, then I'll let you have your half of the cake I got from the lovely Izzie this morning. Deal?"</strong> While it wasn't a resounding affirmation, but by the wagging of the dog's tail, Doug assumed they had an accord. Which wasn't terribly surprising, considering that Fred would agree to most things if it meant he got a treat out of the deal. Just another reason, as far as Doug was concerned, why he preferred the canine to the feline.<br/><br/>Getting out of the powerful grey truck, the builder waited for Fred to join him on the asphalt before closing the door to the cab and locking it. It took only a few seconds to reach the entrance to Paws of Care and get the both of them inside. Stepping up to the counter, Doug checked them in.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm Doug Jenson, here for Fred's six-month check up."</strong></div>