Some of you may be familiar with my dog, Robin, from her previous post. Yesterday I had to take her to the vet. Here are some of the things I saw and thought while I was there:
1. There was a vet assistant with a feret tattooed on her forearm. My thought: Sometimes tattoos can be very sexy on women. This was not one of those times.
2. There was a woman in a Tommy Hilfiger shirt who brought her dog, named Gucci, in because the dog had eaten one of her shoes. The women was tearful. I’m not sure if it was because of the dog or the shoe.
3. There was a slightly odd looking man pacing the waiting room with a windbreaker jacket draped over his arm and something he was carrying. After he was invited into the exam room he came out carrying an empty hamster ball. My thought: If your pet is small enough to flush, then don’t waste your time bringing it to the vet. If it costs more in gas to drive your pet to the vet than it cost to actually purchase the pet, then you should probably just flush the aforementioned pet. Before you all accuse me of being insensitive, the flat fee for an emergency exam on a Sunday is $90, (which is equal to $472 Canadian). This gentleman brought his hamster in on a Sunday for an emergency exam. What the hell could possibly constitute a hamster medical emergency?
4. Why was my Usufruct You post below this the least commented upon post I’ve had in over a year? It may not be related to my vet visit, but I was wondering about it while I was there.