panic. that was the feeling that took over gavin’s body. his shar pei, piglet, had came back with a huge gash against the top of her head and he didn’t know what she’d gotten into or if she’d ever be okay. all he knew what that he had to do something and that’s why he called his vet at nearly midnight. surely, sutton would understand, right? and he did. a small sigh of relief took over his body as the man pulled up at his office. he got out of his car, carrying the pup in his arms in a blanket and meeting him over by the door. “i mean, i really don’t know what happen,” he started, furrowing his eyebrows. “i let her out to go to the bathroom before we headed off to bed and before i knew it, i was hearing her cries and she ran back like this. tell me she’s going to me okay. please, tell me you can help her.” he rambled on. he was definitely worried and that was for sure but he was also sure that the man understood.