At the Vet

Yesterday we took Magoo to the vet. Poor dog has bad allergies and is scratching himself all the time, so we thought it was time to get him checked out. We went to a new vet, its right down the street from our house. There are two doctors, Dr. S and Dr. S, in this old school office, they wrote out a new patient card for Magoo when we got there, no computers. They are like the Odd Couple of the Vet world. Dr. S #1 is this gruff old guy, real serious, matter-of-fact type guy, never cracked a smile just took our info and told us to wait for Dr. S #2. Dr. S #2 opened the exam room door with a huge smile, he was sweet, gentle with Magoo and pretty informative. He gave him some eye drops and a shot of cortizone to see if that helps with the itching.
While we were paying Dr. S #1, Elle was standing looking out the door at the snow.
Dr. S: 'She's licking the glass.'
Me: 'Elle! Stop licking that door, do you know how many dogs have licked that door!?' She turns around, gives me a little smirk and walks over to stand next to me.
Dr. S starts laughing: 'I've been here 42 years and I have never seen that before.'
Me: 'What, a dog lick the door?'
Dr. S : 'I've seen plenty of dogs lick the door, but never a kid.'