my daughter's uterus
Yesterday, when she was almost 28 in dog years, I marched my pugly princess into a local vet to be spayed. Nearly a year ago, her dog-gina plopped out nine darling babies, all of whom are happy and healthy. But it isn't healthy for her to continue toting around a functional cunt-cave, plus the bloodbath which greets each round of estrus is tiresome.
The vet's secretary, who has Cookie's vital stats on file, quoted me $49.95 for the procedure. Hours later, I received a phone call stating that since this is an older dog who is currently in heat, I can come in and pay them $114.95 and retrieve my now-barren pooch.
She only goes into heat twice a year, and since I was mopping up her vadge blood only three months ago, there's no way she was in heat. Then I espied the doctor's chart where he scolded his secretary for quoting such a low price and that he was "losing money" on jobs like this. He didn't have much of a defense for the "losing money" quote, but he insisted Cookie was in heat. "You wanna see her uterus?" he taunted me. "I have it in a plastic bag...I can show you her uterus."
I demanded he fetch not only the uterus, but my groggy, now-cuntless pet. So that's a picture of the uterus in a plastic bag. I stormed out of the office, pet and uterus in tow. Any dog-uterus experts out there? Can anyone tell whether he was lying?
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