May. 23rd, 2011

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So. It was a busy-as-hell weekend on-call, which is pretty typical of anyweekend where there's even a rough approximation of nice weather or sun outside. After a full day of seeing appointments saturday (8-4), I had 13 emergencies over the following 30 hours. That's a lot when you haven't had a day off and won't get on over the course of two weeks. (also, though I'm supposed to get a Monday of for every Saturday I work, apparently my boss figured that letting me take Memorial Day-- a NATIONAL holiday-- off counts as such. Gee, thanks.)


First, there's the guy who finds a cat in a ditch. The cat is trying to die (of hypothermia on an 80 degree day-- first clue that something is wrong with it), and he wants to bring it in. No, it's not his cat. No, he does not want to pay to have it seen. (Now he gets angry) Why won't *I* (or the vet clinic) take financial responsibility for it?? The guy goes on to say that I should see the stray cat at no charge because he's spent a lot of money at the clinic taking care of his own pets. Yeah, that was for services rendered.

As far as I'm concerned, this is like yelling at the clerk at the grocery store because he can't give you free food to give to the homeless family sitting outside, and then justifying that request because you've spent a lot of money at the grocery store feeding your own family.

In the end, the local Humane Society agreed to take on the cat, who really does have serious neurological deficits-- enough to make him a poor adoption prospect (and so he will be euthanized today if no owner steps forward). And I do tend to charge the minimum possible for my work on these cases anyway.

Which all goes to say, if you want to be a good samaritan but don't want to foot the bill, then at least support your local Humane Society when you can.


The next one was really rich. Guy1 lets his very large Bulmastiff/St. Bernard mix-type dog roam the neighborhood (trailer park). Extra-large dog has a history of attacking other local dogs (and one child, but that's heresay). Extra large dog goes ahead and attacks neighbor's pit bulls. Neighbor's wife gets bitten trying to separate them. Neighbor finally resorts to beating extra large dog off with a rake. Neighbor brings dogs into me for treatment. (They're mostly just banged and bruised up-- tough dogs.) They tell me this story and that they're taking Guy1 to court.

Guy1 calls about an hour later, tells me his dog got out, attacked neighbor's dogs, and got beaten with a rake. Now extra-large, aggressive dog is growing at Guy1's kid. He has no money to pay me, no checking account, no friends to lend him anything.

And he proceeds to YELL at ME for letting his dog suffer. It was all I could do not to offer euthanasia (for free) because no dog that dangerous needs to be running around with an owner that ignorant. People like that make me hate my job, and make it hard to focus on the really good pet owners out there.


Missed Game of Thrones last night, due to emergency load. Today is going to be crazy busy. Then hopefully tonight I can sleep.
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I purchased HBO for the incestuous Game of Thrones but stayed for the Wall Street/Washington lovechild of Too Big to Fail. (and Trueblood. Still waiting for my new season of trashy vampires.)

Officially the best scene ever: Hank Paulson excuses himself to go puke.

I probably shouldn't have laughed so hard. I was on an internship in Colorado when all this went down, trying to make sense of it while talking to my Citi-employed mother on the phone.

Also: Billy Crudup as Geitner. I don't even know why I find that so funny.

Um, and Topher Grace exclaiming "Clusterfuck!" in the halls of congress FTW. Not to mention: "If we hang a few wall street execs, that would get a few votes." This is HIlarious-- especially because we're hardly beyond the crisis yet. It's like the loopiness that sets in around five in the morning when you're pulling an allnighter at work.

Seriously, a good movie for the laughs if not the srs drama yo.


In other news, I'm fostering another puppy. She's about a 8mo-1yr old pitt. Not entirely housebroken, but trying, a big lovebug. I call her "bug."

Her people were arrested a few days ago, and the humane society took her from the abandoned house.

I relly REALLY want her to get a good home. If she passes my (rigorous) tests for being a good house dog, I will try to convince my parents to adopt. Even though they've been reluctant to go for a pitty.

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