autumn afternoon
Oct. 7th, 2013 04:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamaToday, the mad artificial intelligence manning the weather machines can't decide whether to make it sunny and humid and aestival or make it rain like a fucking flood. Don't take that mad artificial intelligence comment seriously, please. Someone did once. It wasn't pretty.
Things are starting to pick up at the Wildlife Center. Surgery on a cat, which I didn't get to see, because I was busy bathing reptiles and finding out that someone, maybe Jess, solved the mystery of the missing ball python (hiding in the wall, apparently). It involved flushing out all the crap in his bladder. Not literal crap; that's in his colon. And then a canada goose needed a splint, which is basically three layers of different types of gauze that hold the joints in place. There was a cut near his foot, probably caused by fishing wire. He was flailing around because some feathers needed to be plucked and that's pretty damn painful.
One of the interns was bitchslapped by a goose and by a swan. The swan she should have seen coming.
Ian found a dead salamander in a rather foul-smelling cardboard box and we tried to find out just what kind of salamander it was. I suspected blue-spotted salamander at first. I have no idea how long it's been dead for or what happens to their coloration postmortem.
Julianne is a different Julianne from the last time. And I don't think I mentioned Blonde Julianne (to distinguish her from this Julianne) here, though it would probably be somewhere around Push Button Receive Bacon or possibly Good News, Everybody! It was raining, that's all I remember. I had to get going, alas. And, y'know, post this.
burning question: How does someone graduate Harvard Law and not understand the point of Green Eggs and Ham?
Things are starting to pick up at the Wildlife Center. Surgery on a cat, which I didn't get to see, because I was busy bathing reptiles and finding out that someone, maybe Jess, solved the mystery of the missing ball python (hiding in the wall, apparently). It involved flushing out all the crap in his bladder. Not literal crap; that's in his colon. And then a canada goose needed a splint, which is basically three layers of different types of gauze that hold the joints in place. There was a cut near his foot, probably caused by fishing wire. He was flailing around because some feathers needed to be plucked and that's pretty damn painful.
One of the interns was bitchslapped by a goose and by a swan. The swan she should have seen coming.
Ian found a dead salamander in a rather foul-smelling cardboard box and we tried to find out just what kind of salamander it was. I suspected blue-spotted salamander at first. I have no idea how long it's been dead for or what happens to their coloration postmortem.
Julianne is a different Julianne from the last time. And I don't think I mentioned Blonde Julianne (to distinguish her from this Julianne) here, though it would probably be somewhere around Push Button Receive Bacon or possibly Good News, Everybody! It was raining, that's all I remember. I had to get going, alas. And, y'know, post this.
burning question: How does someone graduate Harvard Law and not understand the point of Green Eggs and Ham?
