Thats Just Craptastic

I called the vet’s office this morning to make an appointment for Reyna – she’s limping more and more on her left leg – only to find out that our most favorite vet in the whole world is gone. Gone! The only thing the girl was able to tell me is that he’s opening his own practice sometime soon in Durham. Durham! He’s gone to Durham! Now, the rational part of me knows he didn’t do this just to make my life harder than it already is. But darn it, that’s whats happening, because now I have to find a new vet. And I really hate having to explain Reyna’s medical history to new folks. I mean, have you seen her file? Its huge! But since the vet was the only reason I kept making the drive out to that particular practice, and he’s no longer there, I may as well find a vet closer to home. Sigh. Even Belle liked (tolerated) this guy. Do you know how hard it is to find someone Belle won’t attack? Its not easy. Urgh. And I’ll have to get copies of everyone’s files, too. Good thing I don’t have a job – I wouldn’t have time to deal with this properly if I were working.