So I’m awaiting word of an upcoming appointment I need, when I get this message:
For those who can’t see it, it’s a reminder to bring my RABIES CERTIFICATE (okay, in all fairness they did not capitalize it) to my upcoming appointment.
And I’m thinking, Seriously? Can I not just wallow in self-pity for two minutes? The answer is no, I cannot. I have to endure ludicrous messages (some would say from the universe—the humor sector).
And, of course, then I remember that I’m taking my dog in for a nail trimming and the message is from them. But it is not addressed to Mickey. Just saying.
However, should you actually contract Rabies, I imagine you’ll be looking for some great books to read as you recover. Here are just a few of mine. Okay, all of them.