You were a military K9, a highly trained soldier capable of ripping limps from enemies.

Yet John still loves you like you were his child.

Today came time for your annual check-up, and he knew for a fact you’d hate it, you’d tried avoiding vet visits since you were a pup

Which is why he had lied, and said you were going to the park.

Only once he drove past the turn off for the park did it click in your canine brain, he’s taking you to the vet.