“Nice meeting you.”
“Same here.”
Lee climbed into the buggy and Garrett mounted his gelding. “Where to now?”
“Hog farmer Sol Boyer’s place. One of his sow’s impacted.”
Garrett was confused. “How do you treat that?”
“Usually with an enema.”
Garrett’s eyes widened. He’d never heard of such a thing. “Is this something I want to see?”
Lee chuckled. “Probably not,” he said, and set the buggy in motion.
He was right. The sight and stench tied to the pig’s relief played such havoc with Garrett’s own insides, he quickly sought cover behind a nearby tree and lost his breakfast.
Later, after the visit ended, he and Lee walked to the waiting buggy and gelding. “Are you okay?” Lee asked.
Still woozy, Garrett replied, “Honestly? No.”
Garrett smiled and lightly clapped him on the back. “You’ll be fine. Welcome to the world of the country doctor.”
“Where to next?” Garrett asked.
“Back to town. We’re done for the day.”
Filled with relief, Garrett mounted up.