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"Who's a good boy?"
Kevin— for just a moment flushes at the praise. Realistically he knows it not directed forward him, instead Troy who wagging his tail as the very, very hot veterinarian inspects the cheerful Australian Shepherd.
As Kevin's service dog Troy has to get a handful of checks up throughout the year. Kevins moved this year therefore he needed to find a new vet and Dr Aaron Minyard was the best and closest. This is there third visit— and yet Kevin is more affected by these vists than Troy.
He sits ridgid while he answers questions and relays how Troy alerts him of any incoming panic attacks he has. Meanwhile Aaron continues his words of praise. Kevin feels like combusting on the spot. Soon Kevin his making his way through the door to the receptionist when he hears his name called out.
Aaron stands there like he's suddenly embarrassed by his actions. "You're eyes," He swallows and turns away but Kevin can see the pink of his ear. " I've never seen an animal with Heterochromia have matching eye colors with their owner."
Kevin for a second stares dumbfounded. Then—
"You eyes match too."
Aaron flushed.
Payback, Kevin thinks.