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| - As a feline, I must say my human servant has good taste in vets. Although the place scares the crap out of me . . . literally, the kind staff take care of me with kit gloves. Doctor Edison Barrientos has taken care of me since I was a kitten, and has been there when I needed him.
He is my regular vet and he has done all my surgeries (I forgive him for turning me into a Eunuch, I just take it out my human servant.) If I'm in medical distress, usually after making it to the carpet to vomit - thank goodness - my human gets a clue, and almost on cue, seems to easily make an urgent appointment quickly.
Since I'm on a special diet, no mice, my human can walk in, unannounced, and purchase my vet-grade food without having to wait around for a special order. When I stay overnight, it's clean, and the staff try to make me feel welcome, even if I'm recovering and drowsy from the Quaaludes and anesthesia (sometimes I think they're better than my human servant, might have to fire him).
I know I only have four paws, but I'm going to count my tail as a "fifth paw", and give this clinic five paws out of five as they have saved my life many times, and keep me in optimum health (and an optimum pooper too!)
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