I took Max and Gus for their annual check up. All was well with the birbs, but the vet tech asked me to wait about ten minutes for the fecal test results to show. I didn't think that was a big deal.
This veterinary office has a nice set up. They require all small animals (including cats) to be caged...no biggie for me. All dogs have to be adequately leashed. The dogs have a different entrance and waiting room than cats and other small critters. It's quiet in their bird/cat/other waiting room, so I'm chatting quietly with the fids. Next thing I know, a woman enters the small animal entrance with a bird dog. She's noisy and well-healed. The receptionist is trying to get "Mrs. Smith" (I don't recall her name, but her face and her dog's face are seared in my memory) to bring her dog around to the dog waiting area and before she takes her dog to the dog waiting area, she spots my fids in their travel cages, kneels down in front of their cages and trains her bird dog on my FRICKING BIRDS!!! She thinks it's cute and her dog "hasn't had a good hunting trip in so long".
I'm sure my face was just stunned, as the vet tech rushed around the corner and escorted Mrs. Smith and her dog to the appropriate waiting area. This all happened rather quickly and I remained quiet. I confess, I was in shock. In the end, all was fine, but I was concerned about my birbs.
My travel cages aren't really sturdy enough to resist the interest of a full grown bird dog. I have decided to sew some little quilted cage covers instead of putting them at risk because of someone's insensitivity. Also, for the sake of my blood pressure and the fact that my first language is swear, I'd rather minimize the possibility of anything like that happening again...
Just grousing to peeps that might understand. Any thoughts or similar experiences? I'd love to hear them and how you may have (or wished you may have) handled them.
This veterinary office has a nice set up. They require all small animals (including cats) to be caged...no biggie for me. All dogs have to be adequately leashed. The dogs have a different entrance and waiting room than cats and other small critters. It's quiet in their bird/cat/other waiting room, so I'm chatting quietly with the fids. Next thing I know, a woman enters the small animal entrance with a bird dog. She's noisy and well-healed. The receptionist is trying to get "Mrs. Smith" (I don't recall her name, but her face and her dog's face are seared in my memory) to bring her dog around to the dog waiting area and before she takes her dog to the dog waiting area, she spots my fids in their travel cages, kneels down in front of their cages and trains her bird dog on my FRICKING BIRDS!!! She thinks it's cute and her dog "hasn't had a good hunting trip in so long".
I'm sure my face was just stunned, as the vet tech rushed around the corner and escorted Mrs. Smith and her dog to the appropriate waiting area. This all happened rather quickly and I remained quiet. I confess, I was in shock. In the end, all was fine, but I was concerned about my birbs.
My travel cages aren't really sturdy enough to resist the interest of a full grown bird dog. I have decided to sew some little quilted cage covers instead of putting them at risk because of someone's insensitivity. Also, for the sake of my blood pressure and the fact that my first language is swear, I'd rather minimize the possibility of anything like that happening again...
Just grousing to peeps that might understand. Any thoughts or similar experiences? I'd love to hear them and how you may have (or wished you may have) handled them.