"Oh! You're a TORTIE!"

Sokie has always liked the vet. Probably because she associates it with pain relief (ibs) and because she is very social (she was raised by a dog who was raised by cats).

One day at the vet, the tech took her back for blood work and a urine sample, and I hear through the door, "All we have left is the urine sample, and she's been a dream." And then the usual hushed conversation I'm not paying any mind to.

A few moments later, I hear the vet cry out "Oh! You're a TORTIE!"

Aaand then she was diagnosed with urine crystals, but she's still a dream at the vet.