He's doing fine. We got a call, I don't remember when, and they said that the growth wasn't cancerous at all. So he's fixed and he's safe. We're all very happy that he's going to be fine!
And work sucked today. Seriously. I went on two to three hours of sleep having to work and deal with people. And they ended up being rather annoying today. Bleh.
Oh well. And my nap didn't last long because my body refused to go to sleep (again) and when I did fall asleep, the dogs woke me up an hour to an hour and a half later.
Found out on Friday that one of the dogs, Scrappy, has a tumor on his... uh... testicles. Yeah. There. Awkward but, it's still pretty bad...
We don't know if it's dangerous or if it's spread so we're getting it all done on Monday and it's going to cost an estimate of $460. Which, we're breaking bank to pay, but it's better than doing nothing or waiting, right? Right.
Then when I went out to check dinner today, my dad asked me if the vomit on the floor looked like blood. And yeah, I'm pretty sure it was. But, I'm not sure which animal actually did it because no one saw. I'm hoping that it's not Scrappy because then that would be a really bad sign.
It hasn't happened again. I hope it's something that really won't happen again and I hope that Scrappy will be fine after he gets fixed.
I have a doctor's appointment on Tuesday, so hopefully I can get myself fixed up as well. And take care of this blasted cough that won't go away. :C
And work will likely kill me next week because I have two morning shifts and I never seem to sleep well when I have to be up early. -.- Very annoying.
Anyway, I'm out. I'll likely update again when I find out if Scrappy will be okay.
I'm an Assistant Manager at Dollar Tree.
The end.
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I should draw more.
Note to self: Draw more. When you're not busy being an assistant manager.
Yes.
He's doing fine. We got a call, I don't remember when, and they said that the growth wasn't cancerous at all. So he's fixed and he's safe. We're all very happy that he's going to be fine!
And work sucked today. Seriously. I went on two to three hours of sleep having to work and deal with people.
And they ended up being rather annoying today. Bleh.
Oh well.
And my nap didn't last long because my body refused to go to sleep (again) and when I did fall asleep, the dogs woke me up an hour to an hour and a half later.
Why me?
Meh.
Found out on Friday that one of the dogs, Scrappy, has a tumor on his... uh... testicles. Yeah. There.
Awkward but, it's still pretty bad...
We don't know if it's dangerous or if it's spread so we're getting it all done on Monday and it's going to cost an estimate of $460.
Which, we're breaking bank to pay, but it's better than doing nothing or waiting, right? Right.
Then when I went out to check dinner today, my dad asked me if the vomit on the floor looked like blood.
And yeah, I'm pretty sure it was. But, I'm not sure which animal actually did it because no one saw. I'm hoping that it's not Scrappy because then that would be a really
BUT I MAY AS WELL BE. I NEVER COME HERE ANYMOOOORE! LOL.
Um.
I haven't been drawing.
Just working.
BOOYA.
P.S. I love, love, LOVE my job and my boss. Have a nice day.
I seem to keep forgetting about you, deviantArt account. Why is that? I'm not so sure myself, really. Hm...
Some updates are in order, I suppose.
I managed to get new glasses last month. Which, yeah, my eyes didn't get worse nor better. I wish I had known that, I could've saved some money, really. Bah.
And yesterday, I took my oldest cat (Nekochii; seven) to the vet to get her fixed. Much to my dismay, it turns out she had a uterine infection and it was pretty bad. It's been taken care of, of course, but it cost extra for it. Thankfully, I had enough money on my medical card to cover it. She'll be fine but she's stuck with me for the next