There Must Be a Solution
Angelo couldn’t stand the attention anymore so he stood up and made his way to the front desk. He asked what was taking so long and if there was anything he could do to get help from the vet sooner. The time in the waiting room wasn’t doing any good for Tiger either, who was growing visibly more weak as the time passed. Angelo was mostly worried about his sick dog, but he also wanted to be out of the attention of the growing crowd.