One of the fun things about having a blog is when people leave comments. I really enjoy feedback and the often-ensuing dialogue or debate. One of the funny things about having a blog is that sometimes people think I am someone I am not. Twice this week I’ve been contacted by people who have thought I was someone other than who I am. It’s usually pretty amusing. Earlier in the week I was contacted by a woman in London who thought I was connected with Hooters in San Francisco (here’s why). And just today I received this classic email via my email form:
- Our Shih Tzu wentinto labor sometime this morning. We found a pup
under the bed at between 6:30 and 7a.m. It was healthy, nice and clean. It is
now 1:26p.m. and Madame’ Chee Chee hasn’t given birth to another pup. She
doesn’t seem to be in distress. She continues to care for the first pup. Not
long ago,she was panting and going over tolay on the paper. I’m trying to
contact a vet by phone as I write to you. Is she okay or what? Pleaes answer
asap. Thank you.
I feel for Madame Chee Chee, but I regretfully informed this woman that I am not a vet.
