Craptacular
Sorry folks, no sunshine and rainbows ahead, more like sunshine and farts.
First off, I hate February. It's always been a bad month for me, one where my depression gets worse and I keep my fingers crossed for spring. The only highlight to this month is that it's only 28 days until the next payday.
Second, I had a pretty crappy day. I woke up with a headache and stayed home from work. I was feeling eh in the afternoon, so I went up to my volunteer shift with the kitties. Shouldn't have done that.
I met an awesome little kitty who had a funny wound pattern. I held him, cuddled him for a while, and thought about what could have caused the funny round holes in him. Looks like shot, and if so then that's not the first shot kitty I've seen since I started volunteering. There are folks who use animals as target practice out here, and if I ever find one, the first thing I'll do is use his nuts for target practice. Then kick him in the head. People are assholes.
After that, one of the kitties went nuts. She was in a holding area and just went berserk, maybe because she could hear the dogs next door. She dive-bombed me when I walked into the holding area and did a real number on my right leg. Now it's covered in 5 band-aids and my jeans are matted with blood. Awesome.
Finally, I came around the corner to find that I had walked in on the tail end of a euthanasia. It was incredibly disturbing to see a dead dog (covered in a blanket) being hauled out on a gurney. I marched back into the cat area, held a little kitty in the holding room, and tried not to cry.
That was my night. I hope y'all are doing better than I am right now. I'm off to watch something funny on TV and try to go to bed early. Bah. I hate February.
First off, I hate February. It's always been a bad month for me, one where my depression gets worse and I keep my fingers crossed for spring. The only highlight to this month is that it's only 28 days until the next payday.
Second, I had a pretty crappy day. I woke up with a headache and stayed home from work. I was feeling eh in the afternoon, so I went up to my volunteer shift with the kitties. Shouldn't have done that.
I met an awesome little kitty who had a funny wound pattern. I held him, cuddled him for a while, and thought about what could have caused the funny round holes in him. Looks like shot, and if so then that's not the first shot kitty I've seen since I started volunteering. There are folks who use animals as target practice out here, and if I ever find one, the first thing I'll do is use his nuts for target practice. Then kick him in the head. People are assholes.
After that, one of the kitties went nuts. She was in a holding area and just went berserk, maybe because she could hear the dogs next door. She dive-bombed me when I walked into the holding area and did a real number on my right leg. Now it's covered in 5 band-aids and my jeans are matted with blood. Awesome.
Finally, I came around the corner to find that I had walked in on the tail end of a euthanasia. It was incredibly disturbing to see a dead dog (covered in a blanket) being hauled out on a gurney. I marched back into the cat area, held a little kitty in the holding room, and tried not to cry.
That was my night. I hope y'all are doing better than I am right now. I'm off to watch something funny on TV and try to go to bed early. Bah. I hate February.
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