Okay, so so far, I haven't PURRsonally experienced the whole tele-doctorin' thing. But yesterday, I watched the peeps chattin' away with their doctor on the phone. Yup, instead of goin' into the clinic for an appointment, they had an appointment on the telephone!
Can you believe it?
Now this telephone doctor appointment thing is of great interest to me on account of my thinkin' that if peep doctors can do appointments over the phone, surely kitty doctors can do the same.
Makes sense, right?
You see the thing is, when a kitty has to go to the vet... I mean, DOCTOR, a kitty is subjected to a number of things. Yup, there's a whole whack of things we kitties are subjected to, for sure.
First of all is the crate. That's right, we kitties are put in a crate prior to transportation. No kitty likes bein' stuffed in a crate against their will.
Believe me, I know.
Then once you get there, there are other kitties and doggies whose company may or may not be enjoyed. Oh sure, as a friendly kitty, myself, I like meetin' up with other kitties. But the kitties in the hospital waitin' room are cranky on account of their recently havin' been shoved in a crate. AND I'M CRANKY on account of my recently havin' been shoved in a crate, too. And cranky kitties meetin' up with other cranky kitties is simply not a good way to start any kinda friendship, you see.
And don't even get me started on meetin' the dogs.
Once in the exam room, I no longer have to deal with cranky, shoved-in-crates kitties and doggies bein'... Well... You know... DOGS. But no sooner do I breath a sigh of relief over that, then someone comes into the exam room and decides to take my temperature and in order to do so, they stick a thermometer up my...
Then more pokin' and proddin' ensues, some of which involves the stealin' of bloods and sometimes there's a vaccine or somethin' like that, BOTH OF WHICH involve needles. And the peeps say it's just gonna be a little prick but a prick is a prick and let me tell you somethin', my friends...
Believe me, I know.
But after listenin' to the peeps chattin' away with the doctor yesterday, actually ENJOYIN' themselves, it made me think...
It made me think...
It made me think, THE NEXT TIME I NEED TO GO SEE A DOCTOR, I'M GONNA REQUEST WE DO TELE-DOCTORIN', INSTEAD.
No crate; no other cranky, shoved-in-crates kitties; no doggies bein' dogs; no thermometers; no needles... No nothin', my friends!
This is gonna be great.
What? What's that, Peepers? What's that you're babblin' on about now?
They don't have tele-doctorin' at the vets?
Then from now on I'll see YOUR doctor, instead.
Remember to mask up, too.