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(Date Posted:08/14/2006 1:03 AM)
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, put her in a carrier and took
her to the vet.
We didn't know what to call her, so we named her "Pussycat."
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He 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." He reminded the vet that it was his WIFE that wanted
the dirty cat, not him.
My husband and my Vet don't see eye to eye. He calls my husband
"El-Cheap-O," my husband calls him El-Take-O." They love to hate each
other and constantly "snipe" at each other, with my husband getting in
the last word on this occasion.
The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, who
is located next door to the vet. The doctor's office was full of people
waiting to see him
A side door opened and in leaned the vet; he had obviously seen
my husband arrive. He looked straight at my husband and in a loud voice
said, "Your wife's pussy is finally clean and shaved and she now smells
like a rose. Oh, and, by the way, I think she's pregnant. God knows who
the father is!" And he closed the door.
Now THAT.... My friends, is getting even!
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