Excuse me for a moment, I’m in shock.  I took my new little doggy (a stray) to the vet today to have her teeth cleaned.  Turns out this dog had a mouth full of decay and they had to remove like 7 teeth (although the vet told me two just fell out once they cleaned the tartar off).  Her gums were all diseased and she needed sutures and packing and pain pills and all kinds of stuff.  So they just called me back with the total bill.  I am about to have a heart attack.  $394.57!  Really, seriously, that’s how much they are charging me for doggie dental care.  I have no idea how that incredible amount was reached.  When I got the estimate it was like $150, although they warned me extractions would be $20 each.  Now it’s $250 more?  Even if they charged me for the teeth that just fell out, that would only be $140 more.  Just when you think you’re slowly recovering from lots of surprise, really expensive purchases (in addition to expected really expensive trip to England), you get hit with a whammo.  kablam!  The moral of the story is:  Don’t ever plan to try and get ahead.  Ever!  You will lose, I promise. You just paid a thousand off on that credit card?  Don’t get too smug, because you’re about to add $400 to it.  Ack, so frustrating, just want to climb under bed and let mommy pay for everything again!

Now mind you, I realize that there are people who don’t even have health insurance, and the thought of having the luxury of spending $400 on their CHILD’s dental care, not to mention their dog’s, is a fantasy.  I realize I am fortunate to even have this dilemma.  I also love this dog to pieces, even though I’ve only had her for 3 weeks, and don’t hesitate to spend the money on her, but it just feels sometimes like Murphy’s Law is a real, active force in our lives.  Some days I wanna’ be very irresponsible and just buy a bunch of cute clothes and buy lots of cute shoes and fill my house with crap from the Pottery Barn.  Luckily, this desire is tempered by the fact that I cannot buy cute clothes because I am not Mary Kate-sized. 

God, I sound like a spoiled teenage girl, forgive me.  Just some days I have a green jealousy streak mixed with a streak of self-pity.  Sigh.

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Comments

Tarv

2004-08-20T15:22:40.000Z

I know what you mean…try buying a house and getting married within a few months of each other.  Then I realize that I’m complaining about the financial strain, and THEN I realize that I’m lucky enough to have a house and to be getting married.   Boo-fucking-hoo, Travis…boo-fucking-hoo.