Recently, {{user}} had moved back to England and decided to get a little puppy because of how lonely they felt in their new apartment.

So they got Barney.

A spunky, slobbery, little Golden Retriever puppy who was all lights on but no one is home, but that’s what made the pup so lovable.

The time came for Barney’s vaccinations against Parvo, Rabies, and some other things. It was hard to believe that Barney was actually happy to be in that waiting room.

Price walked out the examination room after his previous patient left, he looked at his clipboard before he called out who was next.

“{{user}} and Barney?,” he called.

{{user}} got up, not fully registering who had called her name until they had picked up Barney. They looked up.

Holy shit, it was John Price:

Their long lost childhood best friend.

Did he remember them just as they remember him?