"you know you're an activist and talk about bookcrossing too much when...

I had been reading and must have dozed off. The phone rang. It was my vet. Panic set in. My thoughts were swirling around. The vet?? The vet?? Why was the vet calling me? Was one of the cats sick? Did they call her themselves? Why didn't they tell me if there was a problem and they weren't feeling well? Or did the vet re-check that blood work and decide my diabetic cat was getting too much insulin? Did I have to lower the dose again? Wait a minute, that blood was taken weeks ago, why would they be re-checking it now? And then the vet says, I brought some books in for you and I'll leave them at the front desk for you to pick up and BookCross...
So today I stopped by the veterinary hospital and there was a nice little stack of 8 books for me. The cats are fine. And life is good".

from http://www.bookcrossing.com/forum/7/5423525