The silly seconds of your life when the glimmer on the asphalt makes you stop unexpectedly, move deliberately, and think philisophically.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Skin Cream
So I had to take my cute little Darby to the vet on Monday night because he had a skin irritation. Do you know that 20 minutes in the little vet room, wrestling with my dog to stay on the cold stainless steel table, and one tube of skin cream later cost me $98? $98?? Really? What did you do Dr. Vet? I'm in the wrong business. If I could get someone else to do the whole "sample gathering" step (those with pets know what kind of sample gathering I'm talking about. let's just say it's not a sample from the end that barks), I'd totally be a vet! Playing with cute animals and then gauging their pet-loving moms and dads out of $98 bucks for 20 minutes time is quite the money-making racket. Ah well, what's a mom to do? I'll wait for next paycheck to get the shoes I want. The baby comes first. His skin irritation is looking much better if you were concerned. The box the cream came in, well, that's not looking as good. He decided it'd be fun to tear that into little pieces while I was typing this post.
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Had a big beautiful Golden Retreiver. Took him to the vet to serve as a "Stud" dog and they had to collect the sample from him. For some reason he never minded going to the vet after that.
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