text: Adam: I just got a call from mum, there's something wrong with Biscuit.
  Jean: Oh my god, are you going to her? What's happening?
  Adam: Don't know yet, on my way, three stops left.
  Jean: Why are you on the bus? :o
  Adam: Left the car at home, don't even start, had this idea to test public transport. Perfect timing
  Jean: Please let me know when you get there.
  Adam: Mom just called, Biscuit has a diarrhoea.
  Jean: Oh god, maybe he ate something? Did she change his food?
  Adam: How am I supposed to know it? 
  Jean: Where are you?
  Adam: Getting there, off the bus.
  Jean: Adam, text me when you get there.
  Jean: Adam, how's he?
  Adam: Going to the vet, not good.
  Jean: And? Any news?
  Adam: <file_photo>
  Adam: Sending you his blood results. Could you get a second opinion from your vet?
  Jean: What is the vet saying?
  Adam: He probably ate something poisoned. He's on an IV now.
  Jean: Oh my, poor boy :( Hope he's going to be fine. How serious is it?
  Adam: Hard to tell, they are still running more tests, Mum is out of her mind.
  Jean: Tell her not to worry, he'll be fine. I will let you know what my vet says.
target: Biscuit has a diarrhea, he's probably eaten something poisoned. He's on IV with Adam at the vet's now. Jean will consult her vet. 