Well, it's official. I think my husband will have to take over vet duties from now on. If you've been following my blog, you probably know we had to put our kitten down a few weeks ago. He was not even 6 months old, but had an incurable virus and went downhill VERY quickly. We had just moved, so we had a new vet for the kitten. Joshua (hubby) took Fred (cat) to the new vet both times & thought very highly of him! I still haven't met him, but I'm to the point where I probably can't because I'll shake his hand and start bawling like a baby.
Number 1: When Joshua came home from putting Fred down, he just said, "That is one great vet. He was still petting Fred after he'd passed."
Number 2: Not long after, we received a card in the mail. From the vet. Handwritten. Are you kidding me? I cried. I was just so touched.
Number 3: We have since gotten a new cat & he's going to the vet soon. When I called to set up the appointment, I told them we didn't know his date of birth--the shelter could only give us an estimate. So guess what e-mail I just got? An e-card for Charlie's birthday!! They made his adoption month his birthday month. I still have a tear in my eye.
I'm such a baby.