dixxxon

I got a job!

after 6 months of what i've affectionatly been refering to as "sabbatical", i got a job.
im now a kennel attendant at a pet hospital. thats right. my poop scooping has now gone from recreational to profesional. im actually really excited. a total carer change for me. i'll be working at a small, old community vet. office and i will get lots of on the job pet handaling training.

here is my Gina

do not let her beauty fool you. she's a demond. she runs the show around here. i gave her some of my grilled chicken sandwich the other day. it didn't sit well with her, so she threw it up. on the only white rug in the house, of course. she also loves to watch Mo use the litterbox (pervert!), then go in after him and scoop the entire contents of the box onto the floor. she will ignore me completely until she needs some rubbing, then, if i don't stop whatever i am doing immediatly and attend to her, she will bite my ankles. this is her house. im just happy she lets me stay here.

i've also woken up to her sitting on my chest, whiskers 2 inches from my face, just staring at me.

just staring.

very unnerving.

she's pure evil.