A few things about the veterinarian's office

My poor little Daisy has... a tummy problem (to be polite).

The bar covering her eyes looks like I'm trying to protect her identity.
You'll never know who she is now!!!

So I packed her into a kitty crate (her favorite thing, you can tell) and drove her to the vet I've taken her to since kittenhood.

Two shots, one bottle of pills, and $112 later, we headed home.

But here are four things that could stand to be addressed:

1. Even if your dog is the sweetest, gentlest, greatest dog who was raised by cats and looooves cats, letting her bound up to my cat who's terrified and in a cage with a raging case of the poos isn't the best idea.
2. If you have a dog who hates cats, telling me It's a good thing I'm holding this leash; otherwise, your cat would be in a world of hurt isn't the nicest thing to say.
3. If you're a veterinarian and you think you're a stand-up comedian, think again. Also, know your audience. This guy once called my cat Lola, who had trouble healing after surgery and had to go back multiple times, his little cash cow. Ha. Ha. Ha. Today, he told a waiting room full of women how great it is to be able to trade in an old wife for a new model. Again, hysterical.
4. When I'm paying the bill, don't tell me what a good deal I'm getting. Don't tell me that other vets charge much more for their services. You've already got me. I'm going to pay. I want my furry kid to be healthy. Don't insult my intelligence.

Alas, having suffered the indignity of getting her temperature taken in the rudest possible way, Daisy's at home hiding under the bed. And she's probably forgiven me by now.

Until, of course, I go home and try to cram a pill down her throat.

Sigh.