One hot December day we found an old straggly cat at our door. She was a
> >sorry sight. Starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny and hair all
> >down. We felt sorry for her and put her in a carrier and took her to
> >vet. She had no name so we temporarily just named her Pussycat.
> >The vet decided to keep her for a day or so and said he would let us
> >when we could come and get her. My husband, (the complainer) wasn't
> >about it, thinking that the only reason was so the vet could charge us
> >After giving the vet a hard time he finally said okay, bu t told him to
> >sure he bathed her before calling us.
> >My husband and my vet don't see eye to eye. He calls my husband
> >My husband calls him El-Take-O. They love to hate each other.
> >The 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
> >said, "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
> >And he closed the door.
> >Now, that's getting even!!!