Hana Inuzuka was sitting in a random psychologist's waiting room. She had something terrible to confess.
The receptionist waved her in. She sat down in the random psychologist's office.
"Now, Miss...Hana, what seems to be the problem?" The random psychologist asked.
Hana turned red. "Well...I'm a doctor, and I have had...er, relations, with some of my patients."
The random psychologist gave her what he thought was a kind, fatherly smile, but actually looked like a constipated baby's grimace.
"That's okay, lots of doctors do that," he reassured her.
Hana shook her head dejectedly. "No, you don't understand," she mumbled. "I'm a vet."