”Either way, you get your pet back!” the sign on the door said. You knew he was a veterinarian, but you never knew he was a Taxidermist. You walked inside, holding your pet in your arms. It made noises of protest. The man at the counter was wearing a 1300’s plague doctor mask. He noticed you as the doorbell rang, he looked up and waved. His voice was a little muffled as he spoke, “Hi! Welcome to Terry’s Veterinary and Taxidermy, how may I help you today?”