delicately clean the tiny dog's ears. She smiled at the image, and decided to file it away for recall in the near future when Reece was being unbearable.
"Oh, Little Man, this is not good, you have a sick ear." Reece said with worry.
"Thelma and Louise came down with ear mites from the neighbor's cat. Maybe he has them too?"
Reece looked horrified. "He does NOT have bugs in his ears!"
Cori chuckled. "They're miniscule Reece, and he can get them."
"YOU must have brought your dogs' bugs to him. Oh man, now he has to go to the vet! I hate going to the vet! They stick a thermometer the size of a baseball bat up his ass!"
The dancer shook her head in amusement. For someone who generated a whole lot of carnage in her life, Reece was incredibly squeamish when it came to her dog. "I'll take him if you want."
"No way, you gave him ear bugs in the first place. I'll take him. I'll take him as soon as Faith and Vi leave for their day of freakishness."
"At least let me come with you. I'll be bored." Cori begged with a lower lip pout.
Reece thought for a second. "Okay, you can come with. At least I'll know what you're up to."
Faith and Violet were well on their way to shop, leaving Reece and Cori to venture to the Vet. There was an argument when Reece insisted they use the car and driver Reece had hired for Faith, but the two women were against it, they wanted to walk. Reece had a loud fit about Faith wandering the streets of New York unattended, but Violet, Faith and Cori drove her insane with what Reece called their "chicken cackling" until she gave up. Now she was crankier than before, worrying about Faith's well being on top of everything else. Finally getting in touch with the Vet, the tall scowling woman walked out the front door.
Cori jumped up from the couch. "Reece! Wait up!"
"You snooze, you lose, get a move on."
Cori jogged out the door to keep up with Reece's long strides. "Jeez, it's not like he has rabies or anything, it's probably just dirt. And I thought Faith told you not to put that monstrous collar on him."
"He doesn't have dirt in his ears. I clean them you know." Reece replied defensively, shining Smudge's spiked collar with her shirt. "He likes his collar thank you very much."
Cori laughed out loud and received a menacing look. "Hey, I happen to think it's cute how you obsess over that little eunuch."
"Little man thank you. Just because Faith and her sadistic needs, had to chop his balls off he's still a man."
"You know, I saw on TV where they have prosthetic testicles for dogs. You can get him Great Dane balls, this way between that collar and his balls, he'll be totally unable to walk. "
Reece turned and growled at the dancer, as they headed through the Vet's door.
The club owner walked to the front desk and announced her presence to the receptionist, who winced. She remembered full well the neurotic standing before her from when the small dog was neutered. She hurried to get the chart to avoid any confrontations with the tall brunette.
"Just have a seat the doctor will be right with you."
"I'm not waiting forever." Reece complained before her ass even hit a chair.
"God Reece, you're one of those clients who drive people to drink." Cori observed, lingering by the brochures.
"Bite me."
The doctor's assistant appeared. "Goliath, Goliath Corbett."
Cori's eyes widened. "Goliath??"
"Shut it." Reece stood up and followed the assistant.
Cori sat in the waiting room, laughing herself stupid. "Wait til Faith hears that one!" Suddenly she was being dragged into an exam room by her ear and she raised an eyebrow at Reece.
"I don't trust you out there."
"You sure you want me to see you swoon when they take his temperature?"
Reece stood tall. "I do not swoon”
Reece stomped out of the Vet's office with a big fat scowl, followed by Cori with a smug grin. She didn't dare speak to Reece yet, the club owner needed to some time to calm down after what happened in the Vet. Turns out, Smudge, aka,
"Oh, Little Man, this is not good, you have a sick ear." Reece said with worry.
"Thelma and Louise came down with ear mites from the neighbor's cat. Maybe he has them too?"
Reece looked horrified. "He does NOT have bugs in his ears!"
Cori chuckled. "They're miniscule Reece, and he can get them."
"YOU must have brought your dogs' bugs to him. Oh man, now he has to go to the vet! I hate going to the vet! They stick a thermometer the size of a baseball bat up his ass!"
The dancer shook her head in amusement. For someone who generated a whole lot of carnage in her life, Reece was incredibly squeamish when it came to her dog. "I'll take him if you want."
"No way, you gave him ear bugs in the first place. I'll take him. I'll take him as soon as Faith and Vi leave for their day of freakishness."
"At least let me come with you. I'll be bored." Cori begged with a lower lip pout.
Reece thought for a second. "Okay, you can come with. At least I'll know what you're up to."
Faith and Violet were well on their way to shop, leaving Reece and Cori to venture to the Vet. There was an argument when Reece insisted they use the car and driver Reece had hired for Faith, but the two women were against it, they wanted to walk. Reece had a loud fit about Faith wandering the streets of New York unattended, but Violet, Faith and Cori drove her insane with what Reece called their "chicken cackling" until she gave up. Now she was crankier than before, worrying about Faith's well being on top of everything else. Finally getting in touch with the Vet, the tall scowling woman walked out the front door.
Cori jumped up from the couch. "Reece! Wait up!"
"You snooze, you lose, get a move on."
Cori jogged out the door to keep up with Reece's long strides. "Jeez, it's not like he has rabies or anything, it's probably just dirt. And I thought Faith told you not to put that monstrous collar on him."
"He doesn't have dirt in his ears. I clean them you know." Reece replied defensively, shining Smudge's spiked collar with her shirt. "He likes his collar thank you very much."
Cori laughed out loud and received a menacing look. "Hey, I happen to think it's cute how you obsess over that little eunuch."
"Little man thank you. Just because Faith and her sadistic needs, had to chop his balls off he's still a man."
"You know, I saw on TV where they have prosthetic testicles for dogs. You can get him Great Dane balls, this way between that collar and his balls, he'll be totally unable to walk. "
Reece turned and growled at the dancer, as they headed through the Vet's door.
The club owner walked to the front desk and announced her presence to the receptionist, who winced. She remembered full well the neurotic standing before her from when the small dog was neutered. She hurried to get the chart to avoid any confrontations with the tall brunette.
"Just have a seat the doctor will be right with you."
"I'm not waiting forever." Reece complained before her ass even hit a chair.
"God Reece, you're one of those clients who drive people to drink." Cori observed, lingering by the brochures.
"Bite me."
The doctor's assistant appeared. "Goliath, Goliath Corbett."
Cori's eyes widened. "Goliath??"
"Shut it." Reece stood up and followed the assistant.
Cori sat in the waiting room, laughing herself stupid. "Wait til Faith hears that one!" Suddenly she was being dragged into an exam room by her ear and she raised an eyebrow at Reece.
"I don't trust you out there."
"You sure you want me to see you swoon when they take his temperature?"
Reece stood tall. "I do not swoon”
Reece stomped out of the Vet's office with a big fat scowl, followed by Cori with a smug grin. She didn't dare speak to Reece yet, the club owner needed to some time to calm down after what happened in the Vet. Turns out, Smudge, aka,
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