Pet Peeves Part 3: Vet Visits  By Andrea Karim on 4 April 2007
(Updated 10 June 2007) 5 comments  My animals are a pricey
bunch. Cute, and sweet, but medically challenged. Between facial
fold issues, allergies to grass (seriously, what kind of dog is
allergic to grass?), and a cat with apparent manic depression,
we've spent a lot of time at the vet's office, at a few hundred
bucks a pop.  The last thing that my dog managed to come down
with was a grass seed between his toes. He never gave any sign
of distress, and I only noticed it when the other dog started
sniffing at the wound. Apparently this is common, and you
probably won't see it until it swells up and starts bleeding.
The thing is, most of my animals' health issues are annoying and
probably painful, but not deadly. And they always occur on a
Saturday night, meaning that I have to wait until Monday morning
to get them seen by a vet, unless I want to take the to the
emergency hospital, which is twice the price of the regular vet.
I've stopped going to