|Veterinary Student Moment
||[Oct. 17th, 2004|03:50 pm]
|||||Fortunate Fool, Jack Johnson||]|
Hee. Evaluating Winslow this morning, 7th-semesters wandering over the grounds with sheep and bowls of grain, the bright fresh breeze ruffling the sugarcane... Elise and I are trying to hold Winslow still against the fence, where he's tied up. I'm blowing in his nose to distract him while she listens to his heart -- and Summer, the adorable black and white calf, sticks her soft cowie muzzle through the fence and starts licking Elise's elbow. I can't stop giggling; it's just the cutest thing ever. "Stop it, Summer," Elise says, then gives in and starts laughing. I love being a vet student.