Chapter 78

The medical reports for the three dogs were out. They were strong and healthy, with great appetites. Ryan and Cassandra left the clinic after the dogs had devoured an entire bowl of puppy kibble meant for a tiny Pomeranian. One of the staff gave an awkward smile. "Mr. Scott, could we settle the charge for the dog food?" Just then, Ryan's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and frowned before pointing at Cassandra. "I have to take this. Talk to her." Cassandra was crouched beside a cage, gently touching the little paw of a Westie inside. It looked even smaller than Snowball and was sick and curled up in the corner, too weak to move. She felt a tug of sympathy for it. "Miss, could you please come to settle the bill?" a staff member called out to her. She looked around and confirmed that the staff member was talking to her. "We already paid, didn't we?" The staff member smiled. "Yes, the checkup has been paid. But the three dogs just ate a whole bowl of puppy food. We'll need to