Old habbits are hard to kill

Old habbits are hard to kill, or to use the words of another famous blog: I can haz paranoia?!

Today the past kind of caught up with me. I called the vet out today for NOTHING! That was a new one and quite embarrassing. I have never called the vet out in vain. With Amy there was always something and that something was usually so bad that it had to be treated by the vet.

Obviously Crispin is different! I admit that I was really relived but still it was embarrassing. Good thing the vet knew Amy well (he was the one who put her down) so he took it lightly.