"Hey, doc, I'd like you to meet my new Doberman Chad. As you can see his ears and tail need to be bobbed in addition to to his shots" Karl explained to Chad's dad the veterinarian.
"You want me to snip his balls, while I cut the ears and tail?" Chad's father asked.
The veterinarian started petting Chad all over, Chad knew it was part of the exam feeling the animal's body for anomalies.
"I was thinking about studding him after he graduated from Brad's obedience training."
The vet's hands were all over Chad's balls, and he said, "Well, then I'd better get a sperm sample."
Karl stole a glance at his iPad. Chad didn't know it, but every word that he thought or tried to say was being transmitted to Karl's tablet. Karl suppressed a snicker as he read Chad's whiny complaints.
"Why does everybody wanna cut my nuts off?"
" Oh great, now my uh, dad, um, ugh, oh, is giving me a ha-a-a-and job. Ooh, aah,..."
"Nice volume," Chad's dad said as he stoppered the vial, "will probably get the lab result in a couple weeks. This anesthetic will take a few hours to wear off." Chad helped as the needle violated his flank.
"Nite nite, Chad," typed Karl. Chad wasn't sure if he imagined it, or if Karl really could communicate. The drug was too strong. Chad passed out.