There are getting to be more veterinarian shows on TV all the time. It all started with ‘The Incredible Dr. Pol’ followed by ‘Dr. Jeff: Rocky Mountain Vet’. Now there is ‘The Adventures of Dr. Buckeye Bottoms’ and at least one other where a lady vet flies all over Alaska or Canada, but, for the life of me, I can’t remember its name. While watching Dr. Jan (Pol) the other night, an older lady brought in a cat for doctoring. (I’d swear that some people just want to be on TV). Seeing that cat reminded me of this story.
Every Sunday a little old lady placed $1,000 in the collection plate. It went on for weeks until the priest, overcome with curiosity, approached her.
“My dear, I couldn’t help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the collection plate,” he said.
“Why yes,” she replies, “every week my son sends me money, and what I don’t need I give to the church.”
“That’s wonderful. How much does he send you?” the priest asked.
“He sends me $2,000 a week,” she replies proudly.
“Your son is very successful,” said the priest. “What does he do for a living?”
“He is a veterinarian,” she answered.
“That is a very honorable profession,” the priest assures her. “Where does he practice?”
“Well,” she replies, “he has one cat house in Kansas City and another in New Orleans.”
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