Wednesday, November 9, 2011

literature, Jessica I.

"Was there no peace in a vet's life?" I wondered fretfully as i hurried my car along the road to Gilthorpe village. Eight o'clock on a Sunday evening and here I was, trailing off to visit a dog ten miles away which, according to Helen who had taken the message, had been ailing for more than a week.
-The Lord God Made Them All, James Herriot

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