Entirely Adequate

I found out the hard way yesterday that my mobile vet isn’t so mobile anymore. He sold his RV since our last visit.

Don’t you hate it when a great, well-thought-out endeavor fails?

I mean, what’s not to love about a mobile vet? For an extra $40, he shows up at the end of your driveway in a sparkling, sterilized RV packed with all the stainless steel instruments and medications that your dog or cat could possibly require – even an X-ray machine. Instead of driving around with my neurotic, yowling cats for 20 minutes, an act sure to cause both a rise in my blood pressure and a stress fight with the spouse, I could pack them in their carriers and walk them 20 feet from front door to RV door. I never told the good doctor, but I would have paid twice the fee to get him to park his RV outside my house.

But no. The one DYI that everybody in this city is apparently willing to do is to pack up their pets and drive them across town.

The one upside to this: I found The Cat Hospital of Madison, which I was extremely impressed with. Dr. Stephanie G. Gandy-Moody is compassionate and analytical, all in one rare package. The staff was superb, and the facilities were gorgeous. Even the clinic cats were fun.

Now if only they’ll buy that RV I’ve got picked out for them.