So we’ve moved to a new town, and it’s a two-hour drive to our old vet.
That means it’s time to shop for a new one.
And because Bubba gets monthly injections of Adequan for his arthritis, the shopping started soon after arrival.
Here’s a bit of advice to vet clinic administrators: make sure the person answering your phones know what the hell they’re talking about.
I first called the two clinics closest to home. Makes sense, right? No point in driving across town if I don’t have to.
Both clinics told me they’d be happy to order the medication for ME to administer to Bubba, but only after putting me on hold while they asked someone else what I meant.
Nope, I’m not giving an arthritic cat a shot. He’s old and I’m not trained. I want a vet tech to give the shot. So I kept calling around.
I did find a vet on the beach that could accommodate me. Bubba and I visited the clinic last Friday. The office had a nice feel. Dogs were behind the receptionist’s desk. The waiting area was clean and roomy. The vet examining Bubba seemed knowledgeable. And the clinic has hours that work well with my schedule.
It’s what I was looking for in a vet. But…..I don’t like the location. While it’s only a 15 minute drive when there’s no traffic, come summer there will be LOTS of traffic.
So I will keep searching here in town for a secondary vet.
In the meantime, I am established at a local vet clinic. Which is good, because I found out there’s no emergency clinic here in town, and most of the local vets only respond to emergencies for established clients.
That’s not a good sign in a vacation town, is it?