The golden rule of reality TV is that every show needs a villain. What it doesn’t need is two villains.
After being part of the OG lineup that made Keeping Up With The Veterinariansa smash-hit show, I’m being pushed out. Replaced by a younger, hotter, more villainous version of myself.
I should hate Cabot Ledger for coming after my gig. He’s infuriating and arrogant and doing way too good a job of following in my footsteps. But I don’t. I actually really like him.
But villains don’t get happy endings…do they?
