Testimonials
Barry from Pukekohe East
Going to the v-e-t-s puts me in bad humour for the whole day. Wrangled into a plastic box, a jarring car journey, a barrage of noise and unfamiliar smells including irksome dogs at the vet clinic. Not to mention jabbing and prodding. I'd prefer to avoid the inconvenience altogether.
Lucy and Bill from Ararimu
The joy of the car ride. On the odd occasion our usually reliable people take us to the v-e-t. The vet people are pleasant enough and give us treats but frankly it's not our favourite destination. What's more, our people reckon we make their car smell. We hadn't noticed that.
Connie from Patumahoe
Not being let out in the morning always raises my suspicion. I do make a point of hiding. Luring me out from under the bed seems to aggravate Margaret's arthritis. She sighs a lot and gets in quite a fluster. If she's so bothered I see no reason she would want to involve me. I'm fine just minding my own business.
Rex from Bombay
I don't like being away from the property. I've got my jobs to do and I take the security of this establishment very seriously. I don't trust the other numpties around here to oversee the surveillance and patrol the boundary. I can't afford to be taking sick days or making trips to the vets, no sir.