ive been neglecting my man abit too much these days and hes letting me know it..
so on my busiest day of the week, he broke thru to the back garden and destroyed my mums plants, and he dug a humongous hole in the ground, so deep it went under the paving.
he is a very very silly dog
but thursday was still a very interesting day for me!
started off at 630 when i woke up
by 730 i was at uni (way too early) and by 8 i was feeding and watering sheep, afterwhich we got to check them for an eye infection and medicate the affected ones. all of which i did outta the goodness of my heart, or rather, cos it was fun! GoMedical is having some sheep experimentations for Naltraxone and ben suggested i help out, so i am!
went to class at 930 smelling strongly of sheep poo
school was long and boring, and i was so tired, i even fell asleep during one of the most entertaining lecturers lectures
lab was fun cos w gotta go down to the barn again and play with cows, goats sheep and a horse
so now i smelt of other barnyard animal poo
(have to admit, i kinda like the smell of sheep food pellets, such a wholsome grainy odour)
when i came back, lynette told me abt marzos escapade and how he somehow managed to get hold of a baby bird, a fledgling. A new holland honeyeater as i later discovered. Anyway, lynette rescued it from the evil clutches of marzo the bird chomping monster (personally, i think he was just trying to make friends) and we put it in a shoebox and fed it later at nite with honey thru a syringe. it was the cutest thing. but it had a retarded left leg, prob from marzo.
this morn after uni i brought the now happily chirping little birdie to Native Arc down at Bibra Lake which is a wildlife rehabilation centre where ive volunteered at b4. Thought it might be best for the bird, but i left feeling so unsatisfied! A man took the bird, asked me to fill in some forms abt where i found it, and then tat was it! i didnt even get any info abt how badly injured it was!
hopefully, the bird lives and its leg heals.
if only i was already educated in the finer points of bird healing, but im not a vet yet, if not i would have kept the little thing, was already on the verge of naming it.
long post of no particular interest
so there
so on my busiest day of the week, he broke thru to the back garden and destroyed my mums plants, and he dug a humongous hole in the ground, so deep it went under the paving.
he is a very very silly dog
but thursday was still a very interesting day for me!
started off at 630 when i woke up
by 730 i was at uni (way too early) and by 8 i was feeding and watering sheep, afterwhich we got to check them for an eye infection and medicate the affected ones. all of which i did outta the goodness of my heart, or rather, cos it was fun! GoMedical is having some sheep experimentations for Naltraxone and ben suggested i help out, so i am!
went to class at 930 smelling strongly of sheep poo
school was long and boring, and i was so tired, i even fell asleep during one of the most entertaining lecturers lectures
lab was fun cos w gotta go down to the barn again and play with cows, goats sheep and a horse
so now i smelt of other barnyard animal poo
(have to admit, i kinda like the smell of sheep food pellets, such a wholsome grainy odour)
when i came back, lynette told me abt marzos escapade and how he somehow managed to get hold of a baby bird, a fledgling. A new holland honeyeater as i later discovered. Anyway, lynette rescued it from the evil clutches of marzo the bird chomping monster (personally, i think he was just trying to make friends) and we put it in a shoebox and fed it later at nite with honey thru a syringe. it was the cutest thing. but it had a retarded left leg, prob from marzo.
this morn after uni i brought the now happily chirping little birdie to Native Arc down at Bibra Lake which is a wildlife rehabilation centre where ive volunteered at b4. Thought it might be best for the bird, but i left feeling so unsatisfied! A man took the bird, asked me to fill in some forms abt where i found it, and then tat was it! i didnt even get any info abt how badly injured it was!
hopefully, the bird lives and its leg heals.
if only i was already educated in the finer points of bird healing, but im not a vet yet, if not i would have kept the little thing, was already on the verge of naming it.
long post of no particular interest
so there
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