"Oh my, that is impressive," says the specialist at Veterinary Cancer Group in Culver City, California.
After greeting me and my dog, he lifts her tail and takes his first look at her rear end.
"I've only seen one case of TVT before, and I probably have the highest caseload in the US," he continues. "But then I'm in LA, so I don't see that many rural dogs."
I decide I should charge these doctors $100 each to look at my dog and her transmissible venereal tumor.
By the time Nailah and I leave, we have tentatively signed up for a course of three megadoses of radiation expected to cost between $1600 and $2000.
As we walk out the door, the office assistant calls us back to pay for the consultation.
"Isn't that included in the total?" I venture.
"No," she says. "Today is just $160."
Hey, small change, I guess.
"Well, she's a lucky girl," the assistant comments. "Found the right mom."
I do not regard myself as the mother of this dog. I don't even qualify as a dog lover, though others in my family definitely do.
I text the financial estimate to John, who soon calls me from work.
Un milagro: after some discussion, he approves the treatment.
"Thank you!" I gush. "That can be my Christmas present."
"You've already spent ten times more on Christmas than I would spend in a hundred Christmases," he counters.
True.
Photo journal of the doctor visit:
https://picasaweb.google.com/102150538747404124091/VeterinaryCancerGroup
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| Propaganda: others too have paid for pet cancer radiation. |
After greeting me and my dog, he lifts her tail and takes his first look at her rear end.
"I've only seen one case of TVT before, and I probably have the highest caseload in the US," he continues. "But then I'm in LA, so I don't see that many rural dogs."
I decide I should charge these doctors $100 each to look at my dog and her transmissible venereal tumor.
By the time Nailah and I leave, we have tentatively signed up for a course of three megadoses of radiation expected to cost between $1600 and $2000.
As we walk out the door, the office assistant calls us back to pay for the consultation.
"Isn't that included in the total?" I venture.
"No," she says. "Today is just $160."
Hey, small change, I guess.
"Well, she's a lucky girl," the assistant comments. "Found the right mom."
I do not regard myself as the mother of this dog. I don't even qualify as a dog lover, though others in my family definitely do.
I text the financial estimate to John, who soon calls me from work.
Un milagro: after some discussion, he approves the treatment.
"Thank you!" I gush. "That can be my Christmas present."
"You've already spent ten times more on Christmas than I would spend in a hundred Christmases," he counters.
True.
Photo journal of the doctor visit:
https://picasaweb.google.com/102150538747404124091/VeterinaryCancerGroup
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