What follows is an edited transcript of our discussions:
PREPARATIONS (LAST NIGHT):
Sometimes She's Schwann: Tomorrow we're going to take Maddy and Maggie to the doctor. They have to be examined.
Annabel: Oh, Ok. Tan we do now?
Sometimes She's Schwann: No, honey. We have an appointment for tomorrow morning.
Annabel: Who's dare doctor?
Sometimes She's Schwann: The animal doctor is called a VET-ER-IN-ARIAN, and she's a special doctor for animals.
Annabel: Vetidarian? Who aminals?
Sometimes She's Schwann: VET-ER-IN-ARIAN. ... A doctor for dogs and cats.
Annabel: Who else?
Sometimes She's Schwann: Sometimes farm animals, like horses and cows. Sometimes exotic pets, like snakes and birds.
Annabel: Oh. Tan we do now?
Sometime She's Schwann: Their appoinment isn't until tomorrow. How about we read to them about Corduroy's doctor's visit.
Annabel: OK. So they won't be stared of the doctor?
PREPARATIONS: (6:45 a.m., appointment at 9:45):
Annabel: Mama. De dogs hafta do to the doctor. We dotta do NOW.
Sometimes She's Schwann: We have to wait a while before it's time. Let's get them ready, ok. We need to brush them and take them for a walk.
THREE VERY LOOOOOONG HOURS LATER:
Annabel: Who's her. Is she the doctor?
Sometimes She's Schwann: Yes, baby she's the veterinarian.
Annabel: What is her doing?
Sometimes She's Schwann: She's listening to Maddy's heart and her lungs.
Annabel: Now what is her doing?
Sometimes She's Schwann: She's taking blood for tests, and she's giving them a shot.
Annabel: They not like that.
Sometimes She's Schwann: No ... but aren't they being brave?
Annabel: Yeah, they are. (To veterninarian) My dogs are my best friends. I lub them.
$200, five tests, 20 toe-nail clippings, one lyme disease diagnosis (Maggie) and three prescriptions later:
Sometimes She's Schwann: So what did you think of that?
Annabel: Pretty good, but Torduroy's doctor is a bear.