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my arms, I
march right past Mason and head down the hall for the exam rooms. Bandit has
been waiting two weeks for his implant. Hopefully it will bring his hair back
and make him even more playful than he already is. He’s only four years old,
which I suppose to some might seem like a lifetime for a ferret. But it’s really
not.
    Mason
    She’s long legs, cream colored flesh, and heaven walking
down the hallway in front of me with a naked ferret in her arms. If I had known
there were hot chicks like this in animal shelters, I would have volunteered
here myself just to get a few dates. Her hair is an odd color, one that I can’t
really describe. It’s something between strawberry blonde and a very light
brunette and her eyes are strikingly hazel.
    “Which room?” Emily calls back to me, stopping by the exam
rooms. Gail opens one up and motions for her to come inside with the ferret.
    I’m not sure if Emily realizes it or not, but Gail sent me
down to the room to fetch Bandit when she knew Emily would be in there.
Apparently the girl has a way with animals. I suppose if Emily had gone to
school, maybe they would have hired her on as a technician.
    Gail waits for me to get into the room finally and closes
the door behind me. She pulls out a hellaciously large needle and hands it to
me. I know my eyes pop wide open as I look from the needle to the ferret, but I
suppose implants are not small. Emily grasps the back of the ferret’s neck like
a pro and holds his scrawny, loose body in the air.
    “Now it needs to go right here,” Gail points to a distinct
point just below the shoulder blades, and I let my instincts take control. I
gently grasp the bottom of the ferret and pull Bandit towards me. The needle
slides in effortlessly, and I inject the implant.
    As soon as the procedure is finished, Emily holds the ferret
to her chest and whispers comforting words to it as she leaves the room. I
can’t help but watch her go, mesmerized by the way she’s so distant with people
and so open with a ferret. What would make a person want to clam up around
others like that?
    Sure I was nervous before I came in here; I’m always nervous
meeting new people. And I wouldn’t have become a vet tech if I didn’t love
animals, but I don’t radiate this air of frigidness when I’m around others. Although
it seems the rigidity is not as strong around Gail.
    “What’s with her?” I finally ask Gail when I’m sure that
she’s back in the small animal room. My supervisor turns to me with a curious
look as she disposes of the medical supplies.
    “With Emily? She’s just shy.” I want to tell her that I’m
just shy. There’s something more to Emily than shyness. But then again, who am
I to judge? I live with my father and younger brother because I’m too afraid to
man up and live.
    “So what else do you have in store for me today? I got to
meet all the other volunteers and employees and stab a ferret, what’s next?”
Gail chuckles at my light banter and points at the door.
    “We’re going to see if we can’t get an ultra sound of Daisy’s
belly; she was due to have her puppies three days ago. I’m worried something
might be wrong.” I can gather that Daisy is a dog since she said puppies, but I
haven’t meant this particular one yet. As Gail pulls off her gloves, I pull off
mine and help her gather a few supplies before we head out.
    “I didn’t know there was an ultrasound machine here.” Gail
didn’t mention one, but she’s walking me down a long, white hall with several
supplies in her hands. She leads me into a room with a few nice machines.
There’s a plack on the wall that reads Thank you Dr. Noggle .
    “We didn’t about a year ago. Dr. Noggle’s been doing very
well at his practice and decided to donate some of the older equipment to us.
It’s only a few years old.” Gail bustles about the room and sets up the machine
carefully. I watch her every move. During classes at the university I was
instructed on