The pussycat

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The Pussy

One hot July 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 and put her in a carrier and took her to the

vet.

She had no name so we named her Pussycat. The vet decided to keep her for

a day or so and 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." My husband and my vet don't see eye to eye. He calls my

husband El-cheap-O. My husband calls him El-Take-0.

They love to hate each other. Next day my husband had an appointment

with his doctor, which was located next door to the vet. The doctor's office

was full of people waiting to see the doctor. A side door opened and in

leaned the vet; he had obviously seen my husband arrive.

He looked straight at my husband, "Your wife's pussy is finally clean

and shaved. She now smells like a rose. And by the way, I think she's

pregnant. God knows who the father is!"

And he closed the door. >>

And this is the reasons why vets need their OWN medical center.......

Dave :imbar

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