I was at a veterinarians office that was very unusual. It was in an old 17c house with low ceilings pitched roof and exposed sandblasted brick. I walked in and a woman ahead of me was leading 11 dogs ranging from newborn to adult large. The adult male dog peed an arc of urine that hit my pant leg at my shins.
In the waiting room we were served delicious food, smoked chicken pieces. I said this is "just like the woman who owns the Shire Bookshop in Franklin (Massachusetts). She cooks filet mignon in the middle of the room and brings you a taste!"
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