Just then Dylan's and Chad's father interrupted.
"Excuse me, Karl, I'm afraid there's been accident on the interstate involving a horse trailer. Some expensive horses are involved, so I am going to have to deal with your pup in the morning. You don't mind leaving him overnight do you? Dylan will make sure he's well taken care of, won't you, Dylan? Oh, did you decide whether to neuter him?" He said as he packed a black leather medical bag with various trauma supplies and medications.
Karl's stomach rumbled. He said, "I guess I can leave him overnight. Uh, and I think Dylan is right about neutering him. But give him a nice big prosthetic pair, o-okay?" His stomach rumbled again. "Where's your bathroom?"
The veterinarian showed Karl to the restroom next to th back exit as he left to treat the racehorses.
What a time for his irritable bowel syndrome to act up!
Dylan put the pug dog in a clean cage with fresh paper. Then he noticed Karl's iPad sticking out of Karl's backpack. It would be cool to have Chad's photo on the neuter wall would be cool. He grabbed the tablet. It came to life as soon as he touched it. Karl hadn't logged out yet. There were so many apps, it might take forever to find the right photo. His new iPad was in the other room. It would be faster to just clone it. He setup the cloning, left the iPads to do their thing, and went to provide the kenneled animals with food and water.
The iPad were still syncing and copying files when he checked on it. Karl must've had a lot of stuff on it. He better check on Karl to delay him from discovering his tablet was missing. Probably, best to take him to the kennel area to say goodnight to his dog. Yeah, that's what he would say.
Karl was still in the bathroom. Dylan could hear moans, groans and intermittent splashing sounds.
"You okay in there,Karl?" Dylan asked through the door .
"Just be a minute, or so," moaned Karl.
" Take your time. I spent an hour in the bathroom last week after getting burritos off a food truck, so I know sometimes you need more time. I've got to finish feeding the kenneled animals. Just go through the door across from the restroom, and I'll show you where Chad is spending the night. I've got a couple hours of work to do after that, so take your time, and feel better, Karl. "
Karl muttered thanks. Dylan was a nice guy, if he did turn Chad into a bitch, he would only have to turn Dylan into a stud dog a few times a year, and then he could delete Dylan's memories afterward. Ooohh, aaaah! IBS is a bitch.
When he entered the kennel area, Brutus was trying to get out of his cage. Brutus was Brad's dog, he was in for a parasite, but now had a clean bill of health, and Brad would pick him up tomorrow. Brutus was always trying to hump Brad's brother Chad, but behaved himself around Dylan. When they were younger Brad joked that was how he could tell the twins apart.
"Yo, Brutus, you heard Chad's name, didn't you? But this is a different Chad, see, smell?" Dylan said removing Chad from his car and holding him up to the bars of Brutus's cage. The big black dog sniffed the pug's belly as Dylan said Chad's name. He barked loudly, and his red dog penis slid out of his furry sheath ready for action. His wet nose or tongue pressed against Chad's puppy crotch. Chad's little red penis popped out too.
Dylan laughed, "Just as well you're going to be neutered, Chad, gay dogs are notoriously hard to breed with bitches."
Dylan laughed again, and put Chad back in his cage. "Maybe Brad taught Brutus that "Chad" means bitch dog?"
Karl entered.
Dylan left Karl to say goodnight to Chad, and went to uncouple the ipads. He put Karl's back in his pack. He would check his pad later.