and then there was one
Dec. 1st, 2014 05:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamaAnd this is why I didn't call the day Gabriella, Anne, and I went to see the Consul "the last perfect day." Warm enough to walk the dog in a t-shirt. It's funny, for half of November, I thought it was already December, and now that it's December, I think it's either the beginning of April or the end of October.
As for animals:
1. We had to euthanize the rabbit from last week, which was female, by the way. Jessica's internship is over this week alas and Jacob isn't in on the days they do necropsies, but he'll do his best to let me know. Jacob said it was likely to be a worm buried in its brain, and we tried and failed to get rid of it with antihelminthics.
2. We redid the tegaderm and wrap on a goose. Jean said this goose was grumpy by goose standards. Nailed it.
3. And wrapped a gull (Edit: Gull, not swan) leg in bandages.
4. There's a rock dove who has paraparesis. He can move his legs, he just can't stand or fly. This could be caused by a. a virus amongst rock doves and probably other columbids, where we could wait for him to recover, but we won't because they're likely to remain carriers of the virus for the rest of their lives, so we'd euthanize him instead unless someone wanted to unleash a plague to exterminate invasive rock doves, b. trauma-related nerve or spinal damage, and it doesn't look like that because there aren't any visible signs of trauma and he probably wouldn't have survived long enough for his wounds to heal if he couldn't get off the ground, c. brain infection, which can be fixed with antibiotics.
5. We had to run around med ward trying to catch a house sparrow.
6. The white-throated sparrow wasn't able to fly. He looked ok, at least. An aside: one of my coworkers had a bird in her house and it let her pick it up and release it. From her description, it sounded like she had a sparrow, but I could never in my life imagine sparrows making life easy for people.
Jessica and Jacob both know: R2-Double-D2's pose is literally impossible, what with the way the hand is bent and all. I actually tried it, using Photo Booth. Jessica said "unless you're ridiculously double jointed," and I said "or if you smash your fingers with a hammer."
I made some notes to myself.
1. Send Jessica a livejournal entry filled with scans from my sketchbook.
2. And also regarding Facebook, repost the images.
3. Get some batteries for the camera.
See, very diligent. I had a fourth (actually, it was third, but then I had the thought about the batteries) thought involving Google Analytics, AKA Invasion of the Privacy Snatchers, but I'm not going to list it until I get results, probably next week.
Burning Question: If intelligent design is real, then how can people like Doug TenNapel exist?
As for animals:
1. We had to euthanize the rabbit from last week, which was female, by the way. Jessica's internship is over this week alas and Jacob isn't in on the days they do necropsies, but he'll do his best to let me know. Jacob said it was likely to be a worm buried in its brain, and we tried and failed to get rid of it with antihelminthics.
2. We redid the tegaderm and wrap on a goose. Jean said this goose was grumpy by goose standards. Nailed it.
3. And wrapped a gull (Edit: Gull, not swan) leg in bandages.
4. There's a rock dove who has paraparesis. He can move his legs, he just can't stand or fly. This could be caused by a. a virus amongst rock doves and probably other columbids, where we could wait for him to recover, but we won't because they're likely to remain carriers of the virus for the rest of their lives, so we'd euthanize him instead unless someone wanted to unleash a plague to exterminate invasive rock doves, b. trauma-related nerve or spinal damage, and it doesn't look like that because there aren't any visible signs of trauma and he probably wouldn't have survived long enough for his wounds to heal if he couldn't get off the ground, c. brain infection, which can be fixed with antibiotics.
5. We had to run around med ward trying to catch a house sparrow.
6. The white-throated sparrow wasn't able to fly. He looked ok, at least. An aside: one of my coworkers had a bird in her house and it let her pick it up and release it. From her description, it sounded like she had a sparrow, but I could never in my life imagine sparrows making life easy for people.
Jessica and Jacob both know: R2-Double-D2's pose is literally impossible, what with the way the hand is bent and all. I actually tried it, using Photo Booth. Jessica said "unless you're ridiculously double jointed," and I said "or if you smash your fingers with a hammer."
I made some notes to myself.
1. Send Jessica a livejournal entry filled with scans from my sketchbook.
2. And also regarding Facebook, repost the images.
3. Get some batteries for the camera.
See, very diligent. I had a fourth (actually, it was third, but then I had the thought about the batteries) thought involving Google Analytics, AKA Invasion of the Privacy Snatchers, but I'm not going to list it until I get results, probably next week.
Burning Question: If intelligent design is real, then how can people like Doug TenNapel exist?
