Jerks and dogs: June 2005

Pet owners & Pointless Euthanasias

Here is a hint for everyone planning to cremate their pets at pet clinics and receive ashes back. Don't ever order the urns that they offer you. Those are marked up like crazy. Instead, get the urn the pet comes in (free) and buy a nice urn online for cheap. There are a variety of choices.

We had a woman come in this week to put her dog down. The dog was only like 6. The dog was peeing all over the house and had bit someone (not a bad bite). Anyway, when the woman comes in to put the 6 year old perfectly healthy dog down, she admits that her husband beats the dog and she had to choose between her dog and her marriage. Not to mention, she has children. I would choose the dog.

Farting in class

Last night, my teacher told the class that we should all feel free to fart. She said that this is good for our bodies and as teachers we should share this with our students. I asked, "What happens when little Vicki goes home and farts at the dinner table and tells her parents Miss K said I should fart?" My teacher didn't have an answer for that one.

Jerky owners

I have not been to work since last Thursday due to too much school activity. Working at a pet clinic you see a lot of different kinds of people. Some people will take out a second mortgage on their home and work another job in order to get the chemotherapy their pet needs. There is no guarantee that the pet will beat the cancer, but they try. Others will have an animal go blind in his old age and decide that it's time to put the dog to sleep. This dog can be eating, drinking, playing but because it can't see and is causing an inconvenience to these owners, they decide that the dog's time is up.

My favorites are those that come in with a pet store puppy and are surprised when the puppy becomes ill. Most pet store pups come from puppy mills. These people put a blind eye to that. They don't care how much the animals in puppy mills are suffering, these people just want the latest dog.

Otis on Father's Day enjoying a beer and a smoke.

Language

I never understood why people from other countries are usually bilingual or multi-lingual. It always amazed me. Most Americans only speak 1 and ½ languages. English and whatever language they didn’t really learn in high school. I took four years of high school French and can’t speak a lick of it. The only phrase I know is, “Voulez Vous Couchez Avec Moi, Ce Soir,” and that’s from a song. Very sad.

My scary fiance

Random Otis photo of the day...

Procrastination continues

It's happening again. I'm sitting here at the computer mindlessly searching the internet when I'm supposed to be doing homework. I have finals next week and two major projects and papers due. One is on welfare reform and what happens to the people that leave welfare. A five page paper and a power-point presentation that I haven't even started working on. This is why I started a blog, it's another great way to proscrastinate.

I just finished listening to the book, "Ten Thousand Sorrows," by Elizabeth Kim. It was amazing. It's her true story of witnessing her Korean mother's "honor killing," her experience in an orphanage, being adopted by Christian fundamentalists and brought to America and later her marriage to an abusive husband. I absolutely, confidently recommend this book to anyone that enjoys reading and doesn't mind feeling uncomfortable hearing about human suffering.

It's time to smoke, then eat, then watch HGTV, then pet my dog, then check my e-mail, then cut my toe-nails, then fall asleep while attempting to finally start reading through research articles. So much for my big night of studying and working...

Monkey is dead.

A sad thing happened at work today. I found out that Monkey, the young puppy from the Amish people was killed by Rex last night. Monkey has had a hard life from day one and was just starting to take a turn for the better. He was acting like a real live puppy on Tuesday.

One of the girls that has been taking care of him and nursing him back to life took him home like she normally does. She has three other dogs. Well, Monkey peed in the kitchen, so she put him outside to clean it up. Her other dogs were out there too. She heard a scream from the backyard and ran out and saw Monkey in Rex's mouth. She rushed him to the vet and found that his skull and jaw were crushed. The poor little guy never had a chance.