When you are at the vets on a Sunday
You’re probably not there for the well puppy/kitten check-up
Or the de-worming, flea treatment, nail clipping,
Or to pick up the special prescription cans of food for your furry companion
On a Sunday the people at the vets are there
Sent from another place, “they said to come right away so we did”
Or they come realizing the wound is an oozing abscess now
Or carrying a towel wrapping a little one run over, pelvis broken like a tea-cup
I sit there with my hand in the red carrier, patting my own furry sufferer
Comforted by the clean benches, computers clicking, calm voices
But overhearing the teary phone call home
And the plea, “he seems so comfortable now, can we just think about it awhile longer?”

Glad your kitty is okay. But, oh, that waiting room sounds like a sad place to be on a weekend.
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So many of us pet owners have made that Sunday, or other day, dreaded vet visit because our fur baby needed help that couldn’t wait. I know we have needed to make a difficult decision on several occasions. It never gets easy. Glad your kitty is fine.
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