Friday, November 12, 2010
"No, it's a female"
"A female named Andy?"
Now becoming slightly offended, I reply, "Yes."
She looks at me, confused, "Andy...this is a female?"
Now annoyed, "Yes. I named my female kitten Andy."
So she takes Andy away. I finally left practically crying because I'm such a baby seeing my child be scared (I don't have kids, my pets are my kids), and went to work. An hour later I receive a call from the vet's office. I answer nervously, contemplating something horrible, but instead she says, "When you came in this morning, you told us Andy was a girl correct?"
"Yes, why what happen to her?"
"Well...I don't know how to tell you this but your Andy is actually a little boy..."
"Yeah, he has testicles...so we are actually going to neuter him...but at least you don't have to change the name!!!"
I was floored. I realize this may sound silly to some people, but it completely blew my mind to find out that our 'little girl' was actually a little boy. We'd been referring to him as 'Poster's little girlfriend' and 'our little girl' and laughing about how Poster will probably be humping her soon. We got a good laugh about that.
Well I am going to watch some Ghost Adventures and go to bed.