Unfortunately, he couldn't make it
right that minute, because he was with 
a poisoned black cat, but added, “I’ll 
call my Assistant, and I promise,      
she’ll be right there,” and she was.   
     That’s how Beth and I first met.  
     “I love what I do so much, that if
I could, I'd do it for free,” she told 
me that first time, and then laughed,  
“but then I'd be living under a bridge 
and eating bark.”                      
     Her work schedule was basically   
24/7, and that meant she didn't really 
have the time or money to go to Vet-   
erinarian School, like she wanted. At  
least, not just yet anyway. She took a 
few classes, but always ended up mis-  
sing a lot of them to help Barry.      
     Like me, she also needed to help  
 animals, but for a totally different  
* reason.                                  
     Shuffles was one of those reasons.
     It also didn't hurt that she liked
working with Barry.                    
     After Beth moved in, he and I had 
a heart to heart and decided to work   
together to at least get her certified 
as a Veterinarian’s Assistant.         
     I helped her study and even went  
to her classes if she got called away  
in a hurry. That’s when my eidetic     
memory came in really handy.           
     Barry knew a couple of the pro-   
fessors out at the University, and he  
worked with them to let me sit in when 
she was gone.                          
     Most of her classes were at night,
so I didn’t have to worry about missing
work. She was gone so much, that I     
started going to some of the classes   
with her anyway.                       



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