Nov 21, 2016 22:31
I worked two shifts at the shelter today, with about three and a half hours in between, during which time I lay in bed and read.
Gotta admit, it's not really something I want to make a habit of. Tonight I covered for someone, that's why I went in, but the fact that I don't have to work Tuesdays anymore is really why I offered in the first place.
On the whole I like morning shifts far better than evenings, especially at this time of year -- man, a half an hour after I arrived today, it started getting dark. Nonsense! At least in the morning it starts dark and cold and then probably gets warmer, and certainly brighter.
But I had a realization last night, before I went to sleep, about just how cool it still is that I have this job. I mean, really: I get to meet so many wonderful dogs (and some annoying dogs too okay), and also some interesting cats, and even when they're frustrating (you peed in your kennel again??) they also make me smile.
Plus, I've been around long enough now that all of the old-timer dogs, the ones who've been there for months or more, no longer bark at me when I go by. I sweep and mop the kennel aisles after a shift, and they're curled on their beds, watching, or dozing, or ignoring me. It's oddly satisfying.
Anyway now I am quite tired, and I am looking forward to sleeping for a little while.
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