Sick as a.... Gracie dog.

Apparently I now get stool samples from animals. Or at least my animal. lol! That's how I spent my lunch break, folks.. I woke up, got ready, threw on a cute workie dress, and headed to the kitchen... where G had gotten sick. And I don't need to gross you out.. so I'm sorry... but there was some of that stuff my favorite vampire Edward, likes... blood. Icks. *shudder*

So, I had VERY important work meeting and there wasnt enough to royally freak out so I called the vet en route to work, planning to return after the meeting. They were about as helpful as my student loan customer service reps... They said watch her and pull her food. "She might have gotten a sharp part of her bone, etc... Bring in a sample if you can so we can test it..."

I go back ...and I'd like you to picture me in my dress outside with yellow gloves and a baggie following my dog. Nervous! haha! Got back inside and called the vet..who was at lunch. Waited it out.. for awhile and called back, re-explained the sitch and they said (with NO emotion) "Bring her in. We'll figure it out." Um.. okay... So I grabbed G money and baggie o stool sample (ew) and headed to the vet.

I walked in to be greeted by two vet techs at the desk eating lunch (Um, you were closed for an HOUR.. Try eating then, bozos. Whatever). And "greeted" was the wrong word.. more like stared at unemotionally. Finally one said "Yes?" (as bitchy as you can imagine). Here is what transpired:

Me: I called and was told to bring Gracie in... *story story story* ...I just got concerned b/c she was at my mom’s last week… and she’s ingested poison from the garage in the past there and all of it should be gone from the garage, but you never know... so the blood really concerned me.
Her: *blank unemotional stare*
Me: Okay, well.. I also read it could be parasitic and I had some dirty water from a leak in my apt recently so she could have gotten that…
Her: *Blank stare and annoyed look* I’m sure she just ate something
Me: Okay, well… I took the liberty of obtaining a sample for you to test. I’ll be back to get her at around 4.
Her: “I’m sure she just ate something but we’ll look at her*

From there, Gracie braces herself on the floor (per usual..it's funny to watch) and the lady DRAGS her by the neck saying “COME.” That is NOT okay. The lady saw my face (shock and awe) and picked Gracie up. Thanks, b*tch. Ugh.

So, I felt uneasy the entire time driving to work.. and thought about the way they'd acted and got madder.. and madder.. and madder. So then and there I decided to say something to the vet when I return. The vet is great. And the staff usually is, too. I dont care if they were having a bad day.. I dont care what the hell was wrong. This is my DOG; dont act like I'm annoying you. If you hate your job so much, freaking quit, you unemotional morons. Hmph.

The vet called.. and she has a parasite. No worries-prolly from the water leak. Antibiotics should fix her right up. :) YAY! But, the staff.. yeah.. the vet is getting an earful from me so I hope she's ready for my "constructive" comments about the ineptitude of her staff.

And while I'm on doggie stuff, I saw this on shark week last night! It was much better on shark week, but here's a video of it! This guy saved his doggie from a SHARK! Ignore the moronic comments. It really happened (I looked it up) despite ignorant people saying it didn't. It was touching. I may have cried. (Why I cry about animals more than humans is semi odd sometimes*)



And here's another crazysauce sharkweek story!! This dude saved his cousin's life.. and with her on his back, paddled in to shore.. with the shark on their heels the entire time coming back to attack again!

C'mon.. with stories like this; you're wondering why you're not watching Shark Week, aren't you?! ;)

Despite some vet issues, I'm having a pretty good day and I hope you are, too. :) My desk on the other hand....well it looks like it lost a battle with about 20 file folders... *nervous* haha... Lates, peeps!