I took Niki to the vet today. I noticed on Saturday that she has a loose tooth, plus she was due for some shots. My vet doesn't work on Mondays, so hence going in today.
The good news is that the teeth aren't critical, she got her shots, and she's overall in good shape (except for being overweight).
The less-good news is: I called yesterday first thing to make an appointment. I was going to bring her in early morning before work, but there were no spots. So, the receptionist offered up a 3:30pm slot. That would let me work most of the day, but after I asked if a late afternoon appointment was too late to do anything about the tooth, the receptionist told me that it was and that I'd have to come back the next day. Hmmm, since the whole point of coming in was to take care of the tooth (which I had established before asking for an appointment), that seemed...well...inefficient to put it nicely. So, I asked when should I come in to get it taken care of the same day. She offered an 11:40 slot. Having learned that she wasn't necessarily focused on my end game, I asked again if that would be a good time to get the tooth taken care of the same day. Well, it sure was because they normally do those over lunch. Awesome. So, I take the day off from work because an 11:40 time slot pretty much messes up any productivity due to commuting. Turns out, I don't know what the receptionist was thinking, because apparently pulling the tooth on the same day isn't even remotely a possibility. The vet looked her over, said that she had two loose teeth (both small ones in the front on her lower jaw), and that she would put together an estimate and we could schedule a time for me to bring her in - because they do them at 8am and Niki would need to stay almost all day for observation. What...the...eff. Why didn't the receptionist just tell me that so that I didn't have an appointment in the middle of the day? Grrrrr.
