Went to the vet Wednesday to pick up medicine for one of the dogs. There were 'no guns' signs in the windows. I asked when those went up and they said a couple of days earlier. So I told the girl at the counter I'd need copies of the records for all my animals (3) to take to another vet. She printed those out for me. I thanked her and left. We've been taking our animals to that veterinary office for 14 years, and we've always had a specific vet there we consider our own that we request. It's a family run place. The vet we use now is the son of the owner. His wife used to be our personal vet but she left to work with service dogs. We've considered the vets to be friends even though we didn't see them very often because our pets are family members to us and their care is a very personal matter. That tends to form a bond of kinship that is stronger than what you'd typically find with people you only see occasionally. Anyway, I got a voicemail a while later that day while I was at the hospital for x-rays (those that know me are aware I broke my back a few months back). It was the girl at the vet counter who'd given me the records. She said she'd talked to my vet and he wanted her to pass on his apologies for the 'confusion', and to inform me that the signs had been taken down. She even passed along his personal cell phone number in case I had any concerns or questions. I was really glad that turned out the way it did because I was not at all looking forward to getting a new vet.