Just like most Tuesdays I volunteer at the cat shelter. I tell you cleaning up after & feeding 82 cats is hard work...Then you have the ones that need extra attention, like grooming, or a face wipe. I work a 4-5 hour shift alone, and I am usually completely beat by the time I get home. A little over an hour bus trip to , and a 45 minute, plus usually 30 minute wait coming home adds to my aching feet.
Today was extra fun, because "Freckles" slipped out of her cage, while I was cleaning it...and Freckles attacks the other cats...so a couple of fights ensued. I am freaking out, figuring out how the heck I am going to get this little devil back in her cage without her ripping me apart. She is fine with people when it is just her...but she was all ticked off now. I managed to get her back in the cage without incident, but it didn't help my nerves any!
I am glad it is pizza night...because I am too tired to cook. Hope you had a great day!
j.b
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