One day a lady found a cat all bedragled on her front door step, it was soaking wet and filthy with hair all matted down, it smelt terrible and was covered in fleas.
The lady put the cat in a carrier bag and took it to the vets to let him have a look, he said he would keep the cat for a few days and clean her up, then he would call and tell the lady when she could pick the cat up.
The lady felt so sorry for the cat, she had no name, so the lady called her pussycat?
The husband reminded the vet it was his wife who wanted to keep the cat not him and said make sure you wash the stinking thing.
The husband and the vet didn't see eye to eye, the husband called the vet El-Take-o and the vet calls the husband El-cheepo, they love to hate each other?
The very next day the lady's husband had an appointment with the doctor, the doctors surgery was right next door to the vet's surgery and the vet saw the lady's husband arrive.
The doctors waiting room was full of people waiting to see the doctor. The side door opened and in leaned the vet?
The vet looked straight at the lady's husband and said in a loud voice, your wife's [censored] is finally clean and shaved, and smells like a rose, and by the way I think she's pregnant. God knows who the father is!
Now that's getting even?