I hate packing. I hate moving. I'm trying to stay motivated because I'm SO ready to be in a new apartment.
I need to make some serious money and fast. The part about my job that I hate the most (other than the death itself, THAT SUCKS) is that when my patients die, my paycheck goes to shit. I hate that I have to rely on sickness for extra money!
I can't believe how much people balk about not having money to spend on your pets for proper medical care. I understand being broke, but if your cat's teeth are rotting out of their head, dude, find $300 to fix it! As long as I'm bitching, I also hate rude, drunk, smelly men that don't want to give up money to have a large, pendulous, dangling, testicular-looking growth removed from your female rott. Who, may I add, was also VERY SMELLY!
Crap, look at the time... I must get back to packing <sigh>
I need to make some serious money and fast. The part about my job that I hate the most (other than the death itself, THAT SUCKS) is that when my patients die, my paycheck goes to shit. I hate that I have to rely on sickness for extra money!
I can't believe how much people balk about not having money to spend on your pets for proper medical care. I understand being broke, but if your cat's teeth are rotting out of their head, dude, find $300 to fix it! As long as I'm bitching, I also hate rude, drunk, smelly men that don't want to give up money to have a large, pendulous, dangling, testicular-looking growth removed from your female rott. Who, may I add, was also VERY SMELLY!
Crap, look at the time... I must get back to packing <sigh>