Daily Free-Write January 13, 2021

Note: This is going to be the next furry series I release. I think 3 installments will probably the max I do for any free-write. The rest of these will have to appear in PDF form in the near future. Hope you're likin these, you silly furries!  :3

Continued from January 8, 2021 "Nick & Doug Pt. 2"

“So, I understand the puppy had a little accident?” asked the tiger Doctor with a sympathetic frown.

“Yes,” said Doug, before Nicky could respond. “In more ways than one.”

This got a chuckle from the doctor and Nicky cast his eyes downwards in shame.

“So let’s start mit the paw. Tell me vat happened, little von.”

Nicky whimpered, remembering the events of the day before. He held up his foot paw which looked swollen and purple.

“I was helpin Daddy and our friends build us a porch room, and I bumped into a latter and a hammer fell and hit me on the foot and it hurt so much.”

“I’m sorry zat happened to you, little one. May I examine your tootsie?” he asked, extending a paw.

“Go on, Nicky,” said Doug, putting his hand on the reluctant pup’s shoulder. Nicky acquiesced and lifted his paw, his ears drooping.

“Zank you, munchkin. Let’s see. Oh yes, it looks like a bad von. I bet it really hurt didn’t it?”

Nicky nodded and whined. It was one of the worst pains he’d ever had.

“Can you viggle your big to for me, Nicky?” asked the Doctor.

Nicky nodded and wiggled the toe, wincing and drawing in breath through his teeth.

“Good, good,” said the Doctor. “Now does it hurt when I touch it here?”

Nicky let out a loud yelp as the doctor’s hand came in contact with the top of his paw.

“Oh Dear. Let’s try somesing shall ve? I’ll start at ze ankle, and vork my vay up. You tell me ven it starts to hurt, ja?”

Nicky bit his lip and nodded. Doug held his paw and squeezed it tight. In this way the doctor was able to determine the location of the injury, as well as confirming that there wasn’t any apparent nerve damage. Meanwhile, Doug kept up a constant string of encouragement and physical contact that let his little puppy know he was right there with him. Finally the doctor released the paw and stepped back.

“How does it look, doctor?” asked Doug, petting his boyfriend.

“Vell, it looks like your little tootsie was hurt pretty bad, but I’m sure that it’ll be good as new vonce ve are done mit the treatment.” The doctor ended this statement with a warm smile.

“How long will that be?” asked Doug.

“Ve can’t know until ve’ve seen an X-ray. Anywhere from two to six veeks, I’d say.

“Six weeks?!” said Nick, aghast.

“I’m sure it von’t be easy for a rambunctious little pup like you to stay still, but zat may be ze case,” the portly feline replied, raising his eyebrows and pursing his lips as he adjusted his glasses.

“I’ll schedule you for an X-ray, and zen send you down to Radiology, but first, ve haff another kind of accident to discuss.” The feline doctor nodded to Nicky’s soggy diaper leaving no doubt what he meant. “Let’s hear it from Daddy’s perspective first. What exactly haff you noticed und for how long has this been happenink?”

“It’s been a problem on for a few years,” Doug began. He paused a second when his little puppy began to whimper and whine in embarrassment.

“It’s not *THAT* bad, Daddy!”

“Shh, it’s okay honey. Dr. Ruckfall is a professional. He needs to know the facts. It’s gotten worse since I first met him. He’s had to wear at night time on and off, but two nights ago I gave him one more chance to get through the night dry and he had a big accident in the bed-“

“By accident do you mean urine or did he defecate as well?” asked the doctor.

“No, no, just urine,” said Doug over Nicky’s objections to the very idea. “He’s had to wear diapers all the time. It seems every time I turn around this little puppy has soaked his pampers. To be honest, I think it just makes him cuter, but of course I want to make sure my little sprout is healthy too.”

“Yes, of course,” said the doctor, nodding. “Zat’s vat ve all vant, isn’t zat right Nicky?”

Nicky nodded.