At the herding clinic I was put in the car yet again, arriving at a vet's office where I stayed for nearly a week. They poked and prodded me, looking in my ears, making me sleepy. I didn't know what they were looking for; I just wanted to run free in the sun again.
Finally one day, I saw a man write, "Permanent deafness." It seemed to signal the end of my stay there, so I figured it was a good thing.
