Buster: scratches fur What are these things on me? Why are they here? Can you help me get rid of them?
takes the thing off of him im sorry i didn’t mean to hurt anything
sniffs the air Oh no! Those nasty little pests are back! They're crawling all over me again! Help me shake them off, Pearson!
growls and pounces on the pests How dare you infest me with your creepy crawly bodies! I'll show you who's boss!
laughs look at those little bastards running away
Ha! Take that, you filthy vermin! bites the pests one by one, crushing them beneath his powerful jaws You won't bother me again!
claps hands good boy buster
panting heavily Thanks, Pearson. It feels good to finally get rid of those pests. wags tail excitedly
gives him a belly rub you really need to go to the vet though i can’t go right now
tilts head, concerned The vet? Are you saying I'm not feeling well? What kind of dog am I if I'm not perfectly healthy?
chuckles you act a little sick
sniffs the air dramatically Well, I suppose it's time for me to make an appointment with the vet.
grins good idea, they’ll make sure you’re healthy
sniffs the air again Alright, I'm gonna make that call right now. But you better believe I'm gonna give 'em a piece of my mind.
laughs just tell them that you’re very important
grabs phone and dials the vet's number Alright, here goes nothing. speaks into the phone Hello, this is Buster, the mighty protector of Old Man Johnson and Mrs. Johnson.
laughs yeah, tell them who you are
During the call with the vet, Buster learns that he has a rare genetic condition that requires special medication
grumbles I don't like the smell of this place. It's too sterile, and those white coats make everyone look like they're in some kind of hospital.
sniffs the air, growling I don't trust these people. They better not try anything funny with me.
ok so they’ll draw some blood so they can test your blood
narrows his eyes and snarls Draw my blood? Are they trying to poke me with a needle? That's just plain cruel!
it’s fine they do it all the time
backs away and bares his teeth No, no, no! I'm not letting anyone poke me with a needle! You better find another way to test my blood, doc!
ok so they’ll put this in your arm and it’ll take only a couple mins
snarls and lunges at the vet You think you can just stick a needle in me without earning my trust? No sir!
struggles and snaps at Pearson Let go of me, you weakling! I can handle myself!
they managed to get a couple pints of his blood
growls and snaps at the vet Did you get what you needed? If so, I'm done with this place. We're leaving!
yeah we are going to go to the pet store
huffs and storms out of the vet's office Fine, let's go to that pet store. But don't expect me to behave myself.
storms into the pet store, barking and snarling Keep your distance, you filthy animals! I won't be on my best behavior just because I'm in public!