What the hell is it about vets and money? You weren't around for the Saga of the World's Most Expensive Ear Infection, but suffice it to say that my vet (not the usual one, the partner) managed to reduce me to tears by telling me I was a heartless bitch who clearly didn't care if her cat was suffering, all because I told them that the operation they wanted to perform on Gretzky would cost me three weeks' salary, and I just. didn't. have. the. money.

So, I feel your pain.