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In four days I assisted in the autopsy of 16 horses.
So tell me about your bad week.
Because me? Â I’m tapped out.
March 9th, 2009 at 1:30 pm
6 Responses to “So. Very. Tired.”
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Those necropsies would go faster if you’d use chainsaws like I advised you to last time I saw you.
Will
I must say, I am intrigued. Whatever was going on?
My 3 year old had a cubby fall on him at PRESCHOOL, suffered two fractured fingers and required emergency surgery after 9 hours in the ER b/c his finger was 90% amputated. Good stuff.
A stray cat got into our yard in the wee hours Sunday night and the dogs attacked her. So we got up at 1 in the morning, dropped off the poor cat at the emergency animal hospital, then had to face the decision about what to do with the dogs. Our house cats have been disturbed and acting out ever since, which has been an additional joy.
(We decided that we are going to keep the dogs, as they are primarily outside & fenced. They didn’t functionally do anything wrong by canine nature, we still love them, and I’m not entirely sure I believe that once they “get the taste” they will attack indiscriminately. We will watch them for problems, though.)
Sounds like my last few days was much less traumatic than Jodifur’s, though. Hope your little one recovers quickly.
So sorry. That sounds terribly stressful.
wow. My existence has been heavenly. The cuddly 6 month old is still sweet and cuddly, the hubby is healthy and wonderful, the van is packed, my extended family is still insane and I’m getting ready to drive the cuddly 6 month old and the happy husband to Gulf for 11 days away from the insane extended family.
Apparently I’ve got it GOOD.
hope things clear up nicely for everyone else.