My wife had to take our 12-y/o cat to the vet yesterday for a test, and had an interesting story to tell me when she got home.

A bit of background, first...

Our oldest cat has had nothing but problems since the beginning of the year. It started with gum/tooth disease, then we found out he was diabetic. Lots of fun (and much $$). We've been taking him to the vet on average twice a month since June, sometimes more. 9 out of 10 times I'm kilted when I go. No-one there has said a word to me at all, until 2 weeks ago. I had to go into the back area for a moment and one of the female vet techs turns and says "wow, I love the kilt!". I said "has no-one noticed it before?" Apparently they hadn't. At any rate, that was the end of the conversation, until yesterday.

My wife had to take the cat in as I was working. While she was there the receptionist asked her why I wore a kilt all the time. Karen said "because he's Irish". The receptionist said "is that all"? Karen said no, that I find it very comfortable as well. The receptionist just said, "oh, ok". Very odd, but at the same time good. It doesn't appear to be an issue with any of the staff there, but it will be interesting to see if they say anything to me the next time I take him in.

Btw...Lincoln, the cat, is feeling MUCH better now. The insulin injections (which he hates) are working like a charm. He's pretty much a toothless old kitty now, but at least he's healthy again.
Lincoln is the tabby, Salem is the little black one.