Did Petey visit the vet for a routine exam or because he was injured? How do you know?

  Jerome spoke softly to Petey, but it was of no use. He squawked all the way to the vet. Jerome carried Petey’s cage inside, and Petey screamed every word he knew at the dogs and cats in the waiting room. The vet put on gloves and checked Petey all over. He then pronounced him fit as a fiddle and said, “See ya next year, Pete.” ​