Tuesday, March 03, 2009
I took the gray cat to a new vet the other day, and it was a refreshingly sane experience, largely devoid of anthropomorphism. At the old vet they'd ask stuff like, "What is L******'s last name?" ("Uh, I don't know. Cat, I guess. Or Katz-- maybe she's Jewish. Middle initial T.") These people were pretty clear on the concept-- they were dealing with an animal, and although they used a soothing tone of voice, there was no baby talk. I just noticed that the label on the prednisolone they prescribed has the cat's name on it, and says "feline"-- the old vet put my name on the lable, which made me worry about what I'd say if USATF ever came to my house for a random drug test. Not a particularly likely contingency I will concede, but still, how lame does-- "No, really, I'm just holding it for my cat" sound? Floyd Landis didn't even sink that low. No matter what the vet is 
going to be full of crazy people-- pet ownership is a peculiar thing. Yesterday, for example, we saw a little old lady with the biggest Rottweiler I've ever seen. She needed someone to help her get it to the car. What the hell is a lady like that doing with a dog like that? Sounds like a Marie Prevost tragedy in the making. The old vet was a cat specialist, but I like a vet with dogs and cats-- I believe in diversity, and think its important for pets to be exposed to different points of view. (Thanks to Again With the Comics for the image.)
going to be full of crazy people-- pet ownership is a peculiar thing. Yesterday, for example, we saw a little old lady with the biggest Rottweiler I've ever seen. She needed someone to help her get it to the car. What the hell is a lady like that doing with a dog like that? Sounds like a Marie Prevost tragedy in the making. The old vet was a cat specialist, but I like a vet with dogs and cats-- I believe in diversity, and think its important for pets to be exposed to different points of view. (Thanks to Again With the Comics for the image.)// posted by Bill @ 1:25 PM 
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