A day off finally...
So I had today off of work. The head tech called me last night to say that I didn't need to come in because all the doctor's weren't in. So I got the day off :)
I love my job there. It's really physically and emotionally wearing, but I love it all the same. The worst is the emotional part of the job. Like last week I was on lunch one day and sitting in the lunchroom and the doctor who owns the practice (Dr. Borenstein or Dr. B from now on) came in to have me help her euthanize a 8 week old kitten that was suffering. The owner of the kitten was there and she was saying good-bye to the kitten and saying how much she loves her and that she'll see her again. I think that was the hardest euthanasia that I've been a part of. And the other thing is seeing the pets that I know from either the kennel or petsmart there. Like one dog that boards at the kennel that came in because he wasn't acting right. The doctor had x-rays of the abdomen taken and the techs that did it got part of his chest in it and it looked abnormal. So she (the doctor) had us take chest x-rays. There ended up being mets, or metastasis in the lungs. Basically, he has cancer. He's such a good dog, it makes it so hard. There's also the good things about the job. Like the healthy animals. The kittens and puppies that are the cutest thing in the world. And the sweet strays that we have there that are up for adoption. There's this one calico that came in as a hit by car and we kept her to try to adopt her out. She is the sweetest cat ever. There's also the people. I hate to say it, but I don't know if I've ever worked with a better group of people. I mean, every single person there.
At petsmart, the grooming manager is transferring stores, which makes me soooo happy. I like him as a person, but can't stand him as a manager. He's just not that type of person. I have a ton of request dogs there now. I'll probably end up getting about 1 in a week for the most part. Which is exciting.
I'm going the get a cat when my mom moves. His name is Gandolf. He's gray 1 1/2 and neutered already. My parents keep telling me no, but whatever they won't be here. And Becca, as awesome as she is said she could possibly keep him when my parents are in town, if not than I'm sure I can board him at the kennal.
I think that's pretty much it right now. Ya'll know how to reach me.
Love ya'll.
Kimber
I love my job there. It's really physically and emotionally wearing, but I love it all the same. The worst is the emotional part of the job. Like last week I was on lunch one day and sitting in the lunchroom and the doctor who owns the practice (Dr. Borenstein or Dr. B from now on) came in to have me help her euthanize a 8 week old kitten that was suffering. The owner of the kitten was there and she was saying good-bye to the kitten and saying how much she loves her and that she'll see her again. I think that was the hardest euthanasia that I've been a part of. And the other thing is seeing the pets that I know from either the kennel or petsmart there. Like one dog that boards at the kennel that came in because he wasn't acting right. The doctor had x-rays of the abdomen taken and the techs that did it got part of his chest in it and it looked abnormal. So she (the doctor) had us take chest x-rays. There ended up being mets, or metastasis in the lungs. Basically, he has cancer. He's such a good dog, it makes it so hard. There's also the good things about the job. Like the healthy animals. The kittens and puppies that are the cutest thing in the world. And the sweet strays that we have there that are up for adoption. There's this one calico that came in as a hit by car and we kept her to try to adopt her out. She is the sweetest cat ever. There's also the people. I hate to say it, but I don't know if I've ever worked with a better group of people. I mean, every single person there.
At petsmart, the grooming manager is transferring stores, which makes me soooo happy. I like him as a person, but can't stand him as a manager. He's just not that type of person. I have a ton of request dogs there now. I'll probably end up getting about 1 in a week for the most part. Which is exciting.
I'm going the get a cat when my mom moves. His name is Gandolf. He's gray 1 1/2 and neutered already. My parents keep telling me no, but whatever they won't be here. And Becca, as awesome as she is said she could possibly keep him when my parents are in town, if not than I'm sure I can board him at the kennal.
I think that's pretty much it right now. Ya'll know how to reach me.
Love ya'll.
Kimber