Oliver: Yesterday I went to the V-E-T. I have to spell it out, because for some unknown reason Bertie luuurves the vet's and will -
Bertie: Bark, bark! Did you mention the Vet?
Oliver: Sigh. Yes.
Bertie: I love the vet.
Oliver: Yes, I know. But not everyone shares your enthusiasm. Particularly when there are injections involved.
Bertie: I had one too, you know. It was heartworm prevention time.
Oliver: But I had two. And the vet shaved my chest.
Bertie: Well, you had a hot spot. Too much lying on your stomach sleeping, I reckon.
Oliver: I have to take tablets. At least I get them hidden in cubes of cheese.
Bertie: And I get to have cheese too, so we all win.