Surgery

I have returned from my several day visit to Pullman Washington. My dog had leg surgery at the Veterinary Hospital there-and I spent a couple of gray, rainy days in a room accruing empty pizza boxes and styrofoam cofee cups. Now, as I sit and write these words, do I realize I just wasted a lot of gas money and driving time for a procedure that could have been done locally. I am the biggest moron alive.