“Now that the trauma has subsided a bit after our trip I’ve been
thinking about those human beings who treated us,” said Lamont.
“Their name. I believe they are called veterinarians. They treat
all types of animals from we cats, to lions and tigers, elephants, fish,
kangaroos, newts, dogs, sheep, hogs, cattle,… Sometimes they specialize in
large or small animals but it still a lot of animals,” continued Lamont.
Good grief where did that cat come from?
“So what,” asked Pawline?
“This is what,” sniffed Lamont. “When human beings go to see about
the aches and pains and things that ail them or will make them healthier they
go to doctors. Doctors only treat one species – human beings. One can conclude
that either doctors aren’t as smart as veterinarians or humans are getting
better treatment that we cats. I suspect the later and I don’t think it is
fair. Further more, human doctors specialize in various things like feet,
throats, eyes, surgery, noses and every little part of human anatomy you can
think of.”
“Well,” intoned Patchtricia, “now that you have put it that way it
does not seem fair to me either. We need specialists ourselves.”
“Indeed,” cried Paw, “Specialists. I recall one of the human
servants grandchildren a few years ago when she was in school when asked by her
teacher what her daddy did she replied, “He is an animalarian!” I think it was
with some pride. But never the less he was a veterinarian who specialized in
big animals, mainly cows. Perhaps she could have said he was a cowanarian.
Another granddaughter of our servants specializes in small animals such as
ourselves but along with a plethora of other wee animals as Lamont stated
earlier.”
“I think we are in agreement,” stated Lamont, “the next time our
human servant deem that we need shots, ointments, our temperatures taken (in a
very demeaning way), our ears checked, and whether we have fleas we should
demand a specialist. We should insist upon seeing a Catinarian!”
“Amen, so be it,” echoed Patch and Paw.
love the pic of the three of them gazing through the door -- wonder what is on their little caterminds.
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