Overheard in the Locker Room

"I took a cat to the vet. My Rottweiler got a hold of it and broke its leg. The vet said, '$600 to set the leg.' I said, 'Put it down.' The vet said, '$700.' I said, 'I'll take care of it at home with a 25 cent bullet.' The vet said that he would fix the leg and find someone to adopt the cat. 'Knock yourself out.'" He went on about how cats are expendable, etc, etc.

I said, "It sounds to me like the Rottweiler is the one that should be put down - or adopted." He ignored me. Partially because I said it in my head but mostly because he did not want any trouble from the likes of me.