Viramarati-savitrithita Original
"Hello, Doctor."
I glances over at the dog owner who had brought in a five-month-old mixed-breed puppy for a check-up. The owner looked nervous, like
someone who didn't know what to do, so I give her a reassuring smile. The dog had diarrhea...
"What seems to be the problem today?"
"She has diarrhea. Her stools don't look good, and she's very lethargic, so I thought I'd better bring her in."
"Let's see... Let Jom take a look and see what's going on."
I said, referring to myself by name, as I always did when talking to pets.
"What's her name?"
I looked at the owner for a moment to make sure I had the right name.
"Viramarati-savitrithita."
"Hmm? Oh."
Clang!
The metal tray I had absentmindedly left on the examination table clattered to the floor. The dog's well-meaning owner bent down to pick it up just as I reached out quickly, and our hands brushed against each other.
Zap!
A flood of thoughts and feelings flooded my head, making my face flush. I quickly pulled my hand back, my mouth hanging open.
"Are you okay, Doc? Your face is very red."
"Uh... um."
"What did the doctor say?"
At that moment, the person in the dog owner's mind burst into the room. It was my senior, Dahwan, who I had recently written about on my Celeb
Gossip Facebook page. She looked alarmed.
"She still didn't say anything. Did you find a parking spot?"
"Yes, but it's quite far. Doc, is this your clinic?"
"Yes,"
I replied, feeling a little shy and avoiding eye contact because I felt like I was intruding. Before taking the dog to the vet, these two women had been quite... intimate.
"Next time, you should build a parking lot. It's so hard to find a spot."
"Dahwan!"
One of the dog's owners lightly slapped her partner's arm as if scolding her.
"Sorry about that, Doctor. Please go ahead and examine her."
I nod and gently touch Viramarati to see how she is feeling. The little furball's memories revealed what had happened before they came here.
"Someone gave her cow's milk."
The two women looked at each other in surprise, especially Dahwan, who asks me again.
"How did you know Viramarati-savitrithita drank cow's milk?"
"I'm a veterinarian."
"Oh, right."
Most pet owners are always surprised by my insights.
When I answer like that, they usually don't ask any more questions, as if I've subtly warned them not to test my knowledge.
Though in reality, I have a special ability.
"She had a stomach ache since tonight. Usually, when dogs have diarrhea, most owners don't worry too much because they think it's normal. You two really love your dog."
