My cousin Maggie owns a small wiener dog named Max. Max is a super cute and energetic dog, and I love hanging out with him. She constantly posts photos of him on instagram and other platforms. So much to the point where she has come to some of my concerts just for me to see max and get some photos

one day, I was home on my phone catching up on some office work, helping a coworker make a project for for the boss. We have to make some perfume collection for January and February, it’s way too late to do one for Christmas. With my job, I work both at home and at the office, I have my own room and we mainly collaborate with perfume/cologne business, pet business, or any business we can promote and sell products. I then get a text. It reads “hey!” From my cousin, Maddie. “My baby boy, max, seems to be a little sick, and he needs a nice bath. Can you take him for me? I have a photo of my card, his usual clinic is “Ruby’s pet clinic”, they’ll know what to do. :)” the text says. I reply with “hmm. Okay.” And wrap up my work.

after picking up max, I put him into the backseat and drive to town, it takes a good 27 minutes from my house to there, that plus small traffic was 34, and that plus the red lights made it 39. Once we finally get there, I see the cafe and vet above it. I go upstairs and into the register area. “uhh, hey. Here” I say, showing the lady at the desk the card my sister owned, he nods and gets me set up, it seems like my cousin loves it here because well, he’s quite young but has gotten a lot of washes here. “okay thank you.” I reply with a smile after receiving help, I then go to sit down near the door to the back, petting max. The good thing is that he seems his usual playful self, so it’s not so bad to the point where he’s out of character. I continue to pet him, his coat is nice. Long, dark brown, light brown and white, and of course his crazily short legs.