Post by tonkatoy on Feb 14, 2007 19:30:54 GMT 1
One December day we found an old straggly cat at our door.
She was a sorry sight, starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny, and
hair all matted down.
We felt sorry for her so we put her in a carrier and took her to the
vet.
We didn't know what to call her so we named her "Pussycat."
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us
know when we could come and get her.
My husband (the complainer) said, "OK, but don't forget to wash her, she
stinks". He reminded the vet that it was his WIFE (me) that wanted the
dirty cat - not him.
My husband and my Vet don't see eye to eye.
The vet calls my husband 'El-Cheap-O', and my husband calls the vet
'El-Charge-O'.
They love to hate each other and constantly 'snipe' at one another, with
my husband getting in the last word on this particular occasion.
The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, who is
located in the same building, next door to the vet.
The doctor's waiting room and office were full of people waiting to see
him.
A side door opened and the vet leaned in - he had obviously seen my
husband arrive.
He looked straight at my husband and in a loud voice said, "Your wife's
pussy doesn't stink any more. We washed and shaved it, and now she
smells like a rose.
Oh, and, by the way, I think she's pregnant. God only knows who the
father is!" Then he closed the door.
She was a sorry sight, starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny, and
hair all matted down.
We felt sorry for her so we put her in a carrier and took her to the
vet.
We didn't know what to call her so we named her "Pussycat."
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us
know when we could come and get her.
My husband (the complainer) said, "OK, but don't forget to wash her, she
stinks". He reminded the vet that it was his WIFE (me) that wanted the
dirty cat - not him.
My husband and my Vet don't see eye to eye.
The vet calls my husband 'El-Cheap-O', and my husband calls the vet
'El-Charge-O'.
They love to hate each other and constantly 'snipe' at one another, with
my husband getting in the last word on this particular occasion.
The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, who is
located in the same building, next door to the vet.
The doctor's waiting room and office were full of people waiting to see
him.
A side door opened and the vet leaned in - he had obviously seen my
husband arrive.
He looked straight at my husband and in a loud voice said, "Your wife's
pussy doesn't stink any more. We washed and shaved it, and now she
smells like a rose.
Oh, and, by the way, I think she's pregnant. God only knows who the
father is!" Then he closed the door.
