"Take it easy, Rodney. Don't get all upset. Your
leg's going to be just fine, I promise. My dad is the
,!
best vet in the world. Don't be nervous..
Valentine Taylor was on her knees talking to a
very unhappy beagle in the waiting room of her fa-
ther's veterinary clinic, Animal Inn. As she stroked
the dog's smooth head and silky ears, she looked at
Rodney's left hind leg. Itwas all swollen around a
nasty gash, and Val knew that meant the wound was
infected. According to Mr. Shue, Rodney's worried
master, the beagle had had a run in with a raccoon
a few nights ago. Val hoped the raccoon wasn't rabid.
She had already checked Rodney's file to make cer-
tain he'd had his rabies shot on schedule.
"Come on, Val," said Mr. Shue, shaking his
head. "You talk to that dog like he was a person!"
Val looked up at him, her expression serious. "1
guess it sounds silly to you, Mr. Shue, but I really
think animals understand what we say to them. Maybe
not every single word, but I'm absolutely sure Rodney
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