It's Tortie Tuesday so I decided today would be the purrfect day to return from our short blogcation. We spent lots of time relaxing over our break but I also was taken to the dreaded v-e-t and they stole my bloods since I have to go have my teefs cleaned and have a cyst removed from my neck. Anyway, Daddy took me in but I wasn't able to see my regular vet and the one I did see was flat out rude! Per the scale there I have actually lost 1 lb which is more than we thought so Daddy was very happy but the vet wasn't impressed and said I should have lost more! She said I was too fat! Then she said my legs were so fat she had a hard time stealing my bloods. Daddy was taken aback and I was very surprised at her rudeness but obviously she was jealous of my Tortieness...
I am extremely mellow and nothing gets me riled up but I didn't like her at all and wanted Daddy to say something to her but he wouldn't. He was afraid if he said what he was thinking she'd do something mean to me and he didn't want anything to happen to me. He did say that I am never, ever going back to that vet unless it's an extreme emergency and nobody else is available. Anyway, my regular vet called with the test results and my blood work was all good although my thyroid is a little low so we have to watch that. I'd rather just watch birdies...
Have you ever dealt with a rude vet? What do your beans do? Mommy wanted to call her and tell her where to go (she wouldn't tell me where though) but she also worried about retaliation so what's a kitty to do? *sigh*
Hope your Tortie Tuesday is filled with only pleasant things!
Isabella

