So I was thinking, about work and how 'it's just not my bag, baby,' if you know what I mean. And it's even less my bag when I have one of those shitty days involving euthanizing (really, though let's just call it what it is: killing) cats that don't want to be killed and fuckwads who bring cats for us to kill as if it was OUR responsibility to solve THEIR problem. I'd go into greater detail but suffice it to say that people who can't manage to vaccinate their cats against rabies generally end up on my shitlist. I mean, c'mon, if you can't do that and spay and neuter, then you have no business owning a cat. And yes, the same holds true for dogs but people tend to take care of their dogs better than their cats.
Anyway *deep breath* I was thinking about my work (which is thankfully not always like that or I'd probably shoot myself in the head) and those awful days and how they spur me, smack me upside the head and remind me why I need to keep writing. Because I do not want to keep playing that game. It isn't fun and it isn't good for my soul.
Lucky for
Gus, nice people were looking out for him and although he's still doing time (read: quarantine) in a few months he'll be free and up for adoption. Yeah, I didn't want to end on a completely negative note...
That kind of irresponsibility annoys me, too. It's all part of being a responsible pet owner. If you can't that that, then you have no right to have pets.
ReplyDeleteexactly. I understand when people can't do everything but there is a minimum of care required I think.
DeleteThat sounds like a very difficult job.
ReplyDeleteIt can be very wearing. Especially when things like that happen. We wish it was all kittens and puppies but alas...
DeleteI agree. That has to be hard work and you're strong for doing it.
ReplyDeletethanks, Elizabeth.
DeleteNot good for the soul, no. Same reason I quit my job as a deputy sheriff at a jail (long time ago). At least there are a few positive stories at your job, like Gus, to keep you going.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Venting (foul language included) is good for the soul. :))
yeah, well, I'm kind of a foul language type of gal but I try to keep it in check here. However, some days...grrrr.
DeleteThat would be so hard and awful. YES, keep writing! I never thought I could quit my job and finally did. It is so freeing and you will get there. Thank goodness for the Gus'!
ReplyDeleteand thank goodness for people like the ones who saved Gus. They rock!
DeleteThere really should be some kind of test (of compassion, ability to love and be selfless, and intelligence) before people are allowed pets. They can be such idiots! I'm glad for Gus
ReplyDeleteThere is a special place in hell all reserved and warmed up for those types. :) And if you don't believe in hell...Karma will get 'em.
ReplyDeletePeople in general suck :(
ReplyDeleteSo long as you don't let it get to you too much and can use it to fuel your writing than you're all good :)
Yay for adorable Gus!!
ReplyDeleteOh people who treat their pets like they're some sort of furniture should be.. ooooh I don't know what!! But something bad and nasty!! :-(
Take care
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I sure do love a good foul language rant.lol Sorry about the job though.
ReplyDeletePeople who do not take the responsibility of owning a pet seriously piss me off. I can't even stand watching those rescue shows because I'm so mad about animals having to be rescued in the first place that it's hard to calm down and feel good about the saving part.
Down here in Mexico, people just don't take care of animals and it makes me crazy! I think I have one of the most spoilt dogs out there (I even make my own dog food). And really, it's not like it's not inexpensive to vaccinate or spade. What could be going through people's mind or hearts to let pets suffer?
ReplyDeleteNot a cat owner. Probably never will be. Having grown up with family members being allergic to them, I wouldn't know the first thing on how to take care of them. I could always learn, but, you know. :)
ReplyDeleteThere are too many people with questionable values out there. Sorry you had a bad day, Marcy. :(
ReplyDeleteSorry you had a crapass day. Do you work at a pound? I recall you mentioned working with animals, but I do not remember if it was a vet office or pound.
ReplyDeleteWe got both our dogs from the pound. Wiggy had bee brought in, but the baby Bug was found in a ditch.
vet office.
DeleteWow. I did not realize you put down unwanted animals there. Our pound puts them down when the animals is not adoptable. And that is after they try to make them home-friendly.
DeleteThey are fuckwads! And I haven't heard that word in forever!! :)
ReplyDeleteIt's a great word :)
DeleteI'm sorry. Sounds like a crappy day. But you taught me a new word!
ReplyDeleteExcellent. I love teaching people new words :)
DeleteAnd thus why I don't have a pet. People who have pets should have them because they want them and they want to do right by them. Until I reach that point, not cat or dog for me. Heck, I'm not even ready to take in a new hamster. The last one croaked on us and it sort of hurt. Not used to being attached to an animal like that.
ReplyDeleteSo I can't even fathom how "these days" impact your psyche and your soul. May your writing continue being your outlet and your way out.
thanks Angela :)
DeleteVery pretty kitty. I hope he does well and finds a home.
ReplyDelete.....dhole
he will. He's a great cat.
DeleteI'm sorry to hear you had such a bad day. But at least the writing helps!
ReplyDeleteI hope Gus finds a good home!
Writing is our escape isn't it? What would we do without it? Have dull and lackluster lives- tromping back and forth to work. Hope you have a better week!
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