"Dunno yet, I guess the addict named it something." Mick hobbled up to the desk and asked about the burn damaged dog. It didn't sound great. Hell, Leonard could very well be sinking his money into a doomed puppy right now. The vet came out just to talk to them. Burns on 75% of his body. They were operating now and they wanted to keep him under observation. They offered, at least, to wave off the surgery, given it wasn't technically his puppy yet and who wanted to charge a hero trying to save a burnt dog? They could sue the addict who caused the damage to compensate it anyway.
"It's the aftercare that's going to be pricey. You sure you want to do this? It'll work out to about the cost of this surgery, maybe just under."
"It's fine, we'll do it." Mick nodded his head, not even hesitating. "He's mine now, I'll watch him."
They spoke for a while, they paid some money towards everything he'd need post surgery - only five hundred dollars - and they offered to let Mick see the puppy. He limped to the door and peered into it, gesturing for Leonard to come over. "Look, that's my pup! He's a fighter. He's not gonna die, I know it."
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"It's the aftercare that's going to be pricey. You sure you want to do this? It'll work out to about the cost of this surgery, maybe just under."
"It's fine, we'll do it." Mick nodded his head, not even hesitating. "He's mine now, I'll watch him."
They spoke for a while, they paid some money towards everything he'd need post surgery - only five hundred dollars - and they offered to let Mick see the puppy. He limped to the door and peered into it, gesturing for Leonard to come over. "Look, that's my pup! He's a fighter. He's not gonna die, I know it."