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Mystery Meeting
Full moon. Things afoot.
Everybody at work is in a bad mood and I want to smack them all silly.
And if that weren't enough, we all got a memo in our mail boxes for a meeting that includes all departments of the shelter. We're all kind of thinking this will be bad news. I'm almost hoping it's a lay-off fest- but I'm not sure. I know that donations are down, some of the funds are dry with no apparent hope of recovery. We've been giving away cats for months now. I'm wondering....
I guess if I get laid off I'll move. Lord knows there's no jobs here. I've been looking and I'm totally employable. I don't think I'll be going to Arizona though- like most people might think. But if I lose my job, there's no reason for me to stay here.
But let's not get dramatic just yet. It could be something as silly and as stupid as a lecture about what a crappy job we're doing. That'd be right up their alley.
I brought home a foster animal from the shelter tonight. One of the ratties had a cyst removed yesterday and apparently it was very extensive surgery- they had to "de-glove" her front paw in order to remove the nasty thing. On her little rat body she has six inches of sutures. She needs to be on antibiotics to keep her from going septic. And she doesn't get to be around her sister that she came in with. So I thought she'd be better off with me for the time being. This poor little thing has gone through so much. She also has a condition with her teeth which will require regular teeth trimmings for the rest of her little life. Usually very traumatic and stressful for them. I hope we can find her a good home.
I have to survive two more days of work this week. Yay.
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