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Taking Care of Business

All was quiet.

Which…could’ve meant anything.

Only I followed my husband, stepping cautiously in squeaky shoes, to the corner of the play room and saw this:

Stuffed animals in dire straits being treated by an underage doctor without pants…

and his purple pajama clad assistant.

It seemed all was going well as bears of all sizes, lambs and frogs were tossed from the clinic miraculously healed in 25 seconds..

And I wondered if I shouldn’t just lay down and get prodded back to health in half a minute.

Ah…shucks.

If only I had enough fake money.

Maybe next time.

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2 Responses to “Taking Care of Business”

  1. Sarah says:

    Ah yes even the underage Dr. are changing a lot these days

  2. Sarah says:

    I meant to say charging a lot, but but he is changing also. 🙂

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