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A Fun Look at Patton's Cat Hospital

I'm posting something a little different this week—this was a fun take I wrote about our cat hospital published a few months ago in the Women’s Journal which is a free publication found in various businesses around York County. 

One change that Lady Clawley will be happy to see is that cats (and their owners) are now able to use a separate door to directly enter the cat hospital so sensitive kitties do not have to endure the sights and sounds of the main lobby.  One reminder though, if you have an emergency, please use the main front entrance so we can tend to your cat and get him or her immediate treatment in a life threatening situation.  Hope you enjoy the story!

                Dr. Walters

A Sophisticated Feline’s Impression of Patton’s Cat Hospital


                My name is Lady Mary Clawley, and I am waiting for my appointment at Patton’s Cat Hospital.  A moment to check in at the desk, and we are whisked to the feline-only waiting area.  Thank heavens I was not made to wait in the main lobby with those ghastly dogs--the ride here with my servant was harrowing enough!  I have heard tales of woe from my neighbor, Meowllory Archer, of being stuffed against her will into a small box, driven to Downton Veterinary Hospital, then made to wait in a large common room with all sorts of creatures.  I really don’t know how she survived it.  At least my family has enough sense to bring me to Patton’s Cat Hospital where highly trained staff understands how delicate we felines are, and caters to our finer sensibilities.  Patton’s is certified as a Cat Friendly Practice by the American Association of Feline Practitioners, and I only frequent the best establishments. 

                The waiting room is lovely—it reminds me of a spa!  A towel spritzed with a calming spray is laid over my carrier to help me relax.  There is a soothing fountain, soft music and even water and coffee for my driver.  The luxurious surroundings help to put us both at ease. 

                 Ah!  It seems to be my turn.  We are escorted to a well-appointed room.  The nurse takes some information from my driver—boring stuff, but a necessity.  Once the formalities are over, they take the lid off my transport vehicle rather than making me squeeze out through the tiny door.  A quick weigh-in—the nurse rudely remarks that I have gained two pounds since my last visit.  I can’t see how that is possible as I am fed strictly portioned, healthy foods at home and have a lovely figure.  I protest, but the nurse and driver just smile and cover me with a warm towel spritzed with that relaxing pheromone spray.  Hmmph!  I shall speak to the doctor about that insulting remark about my size. 

                My doctor soon arrives and gives me a thorough going over, checking my eyes, my teeth, listening to my heart and, of course, giving me a friendly rubdown.  She offers a bit of catnip and a treat--nice touches that almost make me forget the comment about my weight.  While I am enjoying the scent of catnip, I feel a sharp jab in my buttocks.  That must have been the vaccine the doctor spoke of.  I am not sure I like the subterfuge involved in giving me this injection, but I suppose it can be overlooked as they are only trying to keep me in the pink. 

                The doctor naturally tells my driver that I am beautiful and healthy.  But then I hear her mention my diet.  Conspiracy, I say!  She gives me a quick scratch behind the ears and tells my driver that someone will come to the room to collect our fee so we do not have to mingle with the commoners in the lobby.  Since we have a few moments before we pay our bill, I decide to hop down and explore the room.  I find a curious little hole in the side of the cabinet and slip inside for a look.  Hmm, that doorway seemed a bit small--could the doctor be right about my weight?  But this is a cozy little place to hide!  After a few moments, I hear voices and suddenly, the roof of my hideaway opens.  It turns out it was a cleverly designed drawer!  My driver picks me up and pops me back into my traveling conveyance that has been thoughtfully reassembled by the staff. 

                All in all, this was a pleasant visit.   Regardless of the comments about my weight, I would definitely recommend speaking to your household about making Patton’s Cat Hospital your spa…er…doctor’s office of choice.  Now, I must remember to have a word with Cook as soon as we get home before my driver has a chance to speak to him about reducing my daily meals!

This blog brought to you by the Patton Veterinary Hospital serving Red Lion, York and the surrounding communities.

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