Repeat

So this Wednesday started off just like last Wednesday. My boss calling me at 8 in the morning asking me to come in early. Yes that's right...I am their slave. I did four dogs and 3 bath dogs (that I did not get paid for). No tips, but the dogs I did were good...except the Cocker who apparently doesn't know that legs are for standing up.

I got my doggies from day care and they informed me that Roo needed her Bordatella...so we headed to the vet. She needed her heart worm test, and other shots also, so I left there with a years worth of heart guard and a $250 less then I had. However, she did give me free consultation on Deuce's diarrhea problem..generally if you are there for one dog, they only talk about the one dog...I had both of them there since we came straight from day care...so it worked out well. I really like that vet!

Monday night was hell. I was supposed to close with Amanda and Jessie (the bather). Amanda couldn't get a ride home, so she had to leave early (5:30 instead of 9)...and then Jessie called in and quit. So guess what? I was supposed to be there by myself from 5:30 until 9 by myself and bathe 6 bath dogs which, by the way, I DON'T get paid for. I ended walking out just to cool off. I called Andy and calmed down. It wouldn't be so bad except I don't get paid if I do bath dogs according to the great PetSmart corporation, and I just don't see how that is fair. Why am I being punished for coming to work and doing my job just because someone decided to quit? Lame. Thankfully Missy stayed two hours late, until 6, for me, so all I had to do was finish 2 of the dogs. I also got to play with the two cutest Maltese I have ever seen!

So that was the past few days for me...you know your jealous!!

Joke of the day:
Q: What happened to the dog that swallowed a firefly?
A: It barked with de-light!