
The visits always begin with casual play in the waiting room...until they call her name.

Once she goes to the treatment room, that's where the drama begins. This time, she still gave me the look of terror, similar to this one. It was really pitiful, but I was still able to snap a picture.

She did survive the ordeal, and lived to tell about it. I took a video of her summation so maybe she could use it to calm herself down before the next visit:



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