“Really, a PUPPY!”
Many years ago, a friend of mine had a beautiful Golden Retriever. They bought “Snickers” as a puppy at a nearby Mall. She cost $75. My friend, who is no longer a friend as I lost him along with many other friends in the divorce, always referred to Snickers as a “Mall Dog.”
Snickers was a good dog, but like all retrievers she was a handful. At three years old, Snickers was still puppy-like in behavior, but without the retriever puppy cuteness. One weekend, snickers got into the remains of a smoked chicken carcass. She was a very sick dog. My friend took the dog to the local Vet.
After examining the dog the vet said the dog would need an operation to clear poor Snickers intestines of crunched up chicken bones. My friend listened carefully to the Vet, along with his six year old daughter.
“What will happen to Snickers without the operation Daddy?”
“Well Honey, without the operation, Snickers will die.”
The Vet broke into the conversation. “I’m sure we can save Snickers with the operation.”
“How much will this cost?”
“The operation will cost $1500.”
“One thousand five hundred bucks! The dog only cost me $75!”
“I’m afraid it is that or we have to put her down.”
“Daddy please, make Snickers get better.”
“Well Honey, it is going to be very expensive. Of course we could just get another puppy.”
The Vet could not believe what he was hearing; surely this father would not just let his little girl's pet die.
The daughter’s eyes lit up and she blurted out with much excitement,
“Really Daddy, A PUPPY!”
One look at this little girl, and the father’s apparent cold heart and the Vet quickly volunteered, “We could probably do the operation for $1000.”
“I don’t know, $1000, my daughter seems to have her heart set on a puppy.”
The Vet countered, “Five hundred dollars.”
“What do you think Honey, we could always get a puppy another day?”
“Well, OK daddy, I do love Snickers, but puppies are so cute.”
Snickers had the operation and survived for many more years, and she was indeed a very good dog.
Now this story may make my one time friend sound like a very insensitive and cruel man, but the Vet was quoting an exorbitant price to a family which he assumed was desperate. This was also in a very affluent neighborhood and my friend felt he was being unfairly ripped off.
I believe that if push came to shove he would have gone the whole $1500, but I am not positive.
I do know he was a very tough negotiator.