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wftright
at Thu Mar 30 22:22:26 2006 [ Email Message ] [ Show All Posts by wftright ]
Before my first trip to the vet with my snakes, I bought a couple of plastic toolboxes to convert into snake carriers precisely to avoid any kind of problem like the one in this story. I used a soldering iron to put ventilation holes on all four sides. When I was ready to go, I put each snake in his or her bag and put the bags in individual tool boxes. I thought that I had a pretty good scheme for transporting my guys for short distances.
I came into the vet's office carrying two toolboxes and told the receptionist that I was here to see Dr. Boucher. The receptionist told me to take a seat. I waited about twenty minutes before she asked me to come back and fill out intake forms for my snakes. Apparently, the receptionist saw the tool boxes and thought I was the technician sent to work on the X-ray machine. She didn't figure out that I wasn't the technician until someone asked when Mr. Kelly would come for his nine o'clock with his two snakes.
Bill
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It's not how many snakes you have. It's how happy and healthy you can keep them.
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RE: Sigh. Dumb, dumb, dumb... - wftright, Thu Mar 30 22:22:26 2006