the dislike for my dog's vet is growing each and every day. craig dropped her off today for a full-day check up and around noon we get a message on our voicemail saying "hi. this is the vet. we just want to see how mattie's doing. give us a call if you have questions." how about this question: if you're calling me to see how the dog is - where the hell is my dog, einstein? cripes.
problem solved - the dog is at the vet, it's just that the whole vet place is missing their brains.
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