Million Dollar Baby

Work went better today than I expected. My boss was out again, so I filled in for her. Thankfully we only had four workers out (instead of eight). The afternoon was easy and I actually had enough time to give dancing lessons to Julia and Beth. *chuckle* (I'm going to give you two a quiz!)

I returned home with the prospect of taking my daughter to the vet. She was very congested and Mom insisted I take her. So Jer and I piled into the car with bunny and drove to the vet. Dumpling had an upper respiratory infection and ear infection. Great, what's this going to cost? I went to the front desk to pay, wincing. Bracing myself against the counter I took a deep breath.

"Okay, hit me with the bill," I said to the secretary.

"That will be $141.26."

My jaw dropped. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. One hundred, fourty-one dollars and twenty-six cents."

I felt like shooting myself in the foot as I pulled out my checkbook. When we got outside to the car I banged my head and groaned,

"Oh God, what did I do to deserve this?!" I called Mom to tell her the cost.

"Guess how much this bill was? It's the most expensive one yet."

"Ummm... a hundred fifty."

"Close... one hundred, fourty-one dollars and twenty-six cents."

"Oh wow."

Thankfully, I had enough in my savings to cover the cost but I hate dropping that much money, even if it is for my beloved bunny. That animal has cost me at least $1,000 over the past four years. That's almost three round trips to Montreal! Or a trip to London!