Today we have to give a shout out to Oliver. Why? Because Oliver won, and we lost. Of all the “fraidy cats” we see, we always win. Not today – Oliver refused to be touched, and after an hour, we had to obey. Of course, in a clinic, he would have been stuffed into a net and that would be the end of it (and he’d be trauamatized). Housecalls are a kinder, gentler approach, and in the interest of not overstressing the dude, we caved. So, well played Oliver! We’ll be back though….with drugs, then we’ll see who wins.
Our first ever defeat
