What an insanely busy and odd day. The trash men didn't take all of our trash, again. Had to call the streets department, again. First trip missed 2 buses, walked over to give the cat medicine and she spit her pink, cherry flavored antibiotic all over me. Afterwards I went to CVS to pick up the pill version of this medication for her, it was $51. The vet at Penn said it shouldn't be too expensive... yeah.... I know they will reimburse me, but still. That's alot of money for an antibiotic!
Afterwards I went to feed mom cat and kittens (who got so big!!!) , meet a new client, and start my day of many many dogs and cats. While walking down Bainbridge, I kicked something soft and something told me to look back. It was a bird :( Ugh, poor thing! I knocked the wind out of it! I picked it up and took it over to QVAH because I had 3 dogs to walk and cats to feed. It is in a cage there recovering and hopefully being able to fly away by now. Why do these things only happen to me?