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Pediatric Veterinarian to the Resccue


       In this day and age, I don’t want to be a teacher, a social, or a stay at home mom.  I want to make a difference.  I have a dream and want this dream badly.  Like a cat stalking its prey I work hard and do all I can to know everything about my dream.  I am a teenager, working my way through school and still trying to have a fun social life.  I am a perfectionist, with a tendency to sometimes overlook things too much.  I am sassy, but mostly sweet.  I love people and when I can give back and make others happy, it makes me happy. With my head held high and a bright smile on my face, I have no trouble telling the world what she wants to be.  I will even scream it out to the world until their ears bleed.  I will become the next Pediatric Veterinarian, taking care of children and animals.  I am a hair comb, combing through the tangles to make sure every life is saved. When you see me, Pediatric Veterinarian to the Rescue will come to your mind.

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