today was the weirdest day i've had all week. i worked kennel this morning, and i was surprisingly chipper though i only drank 3 cups of coffee. there were dogs galore and it was only me and lindsay. at 11, i went to lunch with my boss and then we proceeded to this old woman's house to pick up two of her cats to bring them into the clinic for nail trims because she's been in the hospital for eight months. she was crazy and exactly who i want to grow up to be. she talked about ocean city a lot, out of context, about how everyone's begging her to go up there but she needs to find somebody who will bring ultrasound equipment to her house asap. not sure why. capturing the cats was an issue, as one weighed well over 30 pounds, and the other one was slightly less morbidly obese at 23ish pounds. (speaking of overweight cats, frank sinatra is down to 17 pounds). one of them was hiding in a baby bassonette in the closet, which was never used for a baby, only the cats. finally we caught them and i got a real work out carrying them back to scott's car.

other than that, i'm looking into getting a job at pet airways.