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Catrice's Animal Clinic

Our humble beginning. We only have three wooden planks for our numbered medicines, a rack for our two brands of repacked dog feeds and a table for examining and scribbling down records. Vaccination was made on schedule so that vaccines came in iced packs delivered for immediate disposal. 

Three years has gone past. Mostly πŸ‘‡s that we've been thru but we keep paddling our 🚣 and adjusting our sails. We lack a lot technically to be called as clinic but we're working with what we have. So, lives have been saved and sicknesses have been alleviated. 

We hope in the coming years that we can still do the thing -- helping pet lovers. And we fervently ask the L-rd Almighty for all the provisions.  Though we know, we don't need to do that for He is such an omnipotent being. For that, we have a heart throbbing with this big "G." We are graaatefuuul, sooo grateful. And we bring back all the glory to you oh L-rd.

We, in Catrice's Animal Clinic, so small yet so big in wanting to serve Macabebe and the nearby pet owners who patronize us. Thank you for the big "L." Truly your love of pets has become a love to us for without your animal-loving πŸ’•, we won't be receiving our daily 🍞and butter. 

We continue to improve our facilities and services as we grow together towards a better animal-loving community. We believe that as Ghandi says that we can judge a country by the way citizens treat their animals.

Thank you, too, to our several partners who are with us in growing. Your excellent products are building us confidence! 

Happy three years and counting!

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