Subway Quote of the Day

So Jolee, Shayna and I are bringing Goblin home from the vet in his cat carrier. We are on the subway and Goblin is the star of the car. He is alert and sporting a fancy bandage on his front paw where the IV was. Two women are chatting up the girls about their pet.

"What was wrong with him?" one woman asks.

I pause and stammer, thinking, "What wasn't wrong with him?"

She looks at me and awaits an answer. "Broken leg?" she volunteers.

"No," I sigh, thinking of the last two bills, from Goblin's dual stay at the hospital over the past week and a half.

I then tell her, "He has pancreatitis and inflammatory bowel disease."

Without missing a beat the woman replies, "Oh, does he work on Wall Street?"