mad_andy: (Tuff Dirk with gun)
Just got back from the vets, and Djinny is booked in for her spay. Hurrah! (Because nothing says 'neuter the cat' like a couple of entire toms just mooching around the garden, keeping an eye on the place...just in case...) So, yes. At The Vet. )

Oh, and Axl is apparently as happy as larry up at the kennels. He's not at all interested in people (!) but loves being with other dogs. It's a relief to know he's doing well!

Drive by

Aug. 22nd, 2006 11:00 pm
mad_andy: (Tough day bunny)
OK, just time for a few things before I fall on my face and die for a few hours:

~Piercings ache, but are settling down nicely. Sleeping on my right side is a dead loss, though.

~Tattoo on thigh is infected and unpleasant and very painful indeed. This is extremely embarrassing.

~I have decided to hand my notice in on thursday.

~This working seven days a week thing is for the birds, but I'm determined to stick it out. I want to prove to Chris, the vets and myself that I'm dedicated enough to do the tattoo thing.

~Axl's behavious is becoming so horrible I'm beginning to seriously think about putting him down.

~I'm tired.


Oct. 29th, 2005 08:46 pm
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Ah, marvellous. I appear to have come down with a cold. Oh well, that's what you get for monkeying around with your circadian rhythms and eating bad food and not getting enough rest and vitamins and stuff. My eyeballs feel like red hot curried marbles, I have a headache, and my sinuses are full of hot lead.

This happens to me a lot.

Oh well. Meme about moozick under cut... )

In other news, lots of fireworks going off tonight - in point of fact, it sounded rather like downtown Baghdad out there tonight. So of course Axl is hiding next to Slay, won't eat, big scared eyes, won't go outside. I actually wish Slay wouldn't indulge him - I know it sounds mean but it just reinforces the nervous behaviour. If he would ignore him then he wouldn't be getting a response and if nothing else it wouldn't get any worse.

Hey ho.

Off to take some cold meds.


Sep. 11th, 2005 08:16 am
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Well. Like a fucking knob I got guilt-tripped into doing another seven nights.

One down, six to go.

Not too bad, as nights go; two post pyo dogs, both doing well (although I would have been happier if one of them would just EAT, dammit!). Three cats, one boarding (who bites, bastard), one blocked tom and a collapsed diabetic. *Eyes that one with deep suspicion* Although the boss reckons there's something funky going on with it. Was able to take her temperature last night - it's the one beauty of collapsed animals, there's no arguing about putting thermometers where the sun Doth Not Shine - but after a night on the fluids she must be feeling better, because she told me exactly where I could put my thermometer and backed it up with teeth and claws.

So I waited 'till the day nurse got there and took it anyway. Don't mess with me, pusskin, 'cos when I have a thermometer in my hand and I'm on a mission you are going to lose. Bwahahaha.

Took Axl for a walk on the way home and he was so pleased at being able to blast full pelt round the park he almost ran straight into the fence, managing to stop quick enough to just wallop himself and not actually break his neck. Stupid dog.

Oh well. Off to bed for a few then up again and back to work.

Somebody remind me why I do this shit to myself...


Aug. 24th, 2005 07:18 am
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Where am I going wrong with this damn dog? Dog rant. )

No more saluki crosses. Never, ever, ever...


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