The man sat at the bar looking morosely into his pint of beer.
No matter how hard he tried to ignore it, a little voice inside
his head kept on and on at him
“How could you Bob, how could you sleep with one of your
Time went by, and a few more pints disappeared down his
throat until he began to feel a little better – even the voice
inside his head began to mellow.
“OK Bob, I suppose you’re not the first person to sleep with
one of their patients and no matter what they say, you’re still
the best vet in the district.”