Yay Wine

Man. A glass of wine is more therapeutic than a lot of things I could've been doing this evening.

My stress level about work just went up way too much in the past few days. Now that I've been artificially relaxed, I guess I can look at it a bit more rationally. That still doesn't mean I don't wanna kick some ass, but I think if I talk to Colleen tomorrow, I'll be a little more cool-headed about it.

In other news, Liam tore a dewclaw and has a poked spot in his ear, courtesy of Lily, I've no doubt. He was very good for the toenail repair and ear check. He's got a bandage on his foot for the next few days, and a week's worth of antibiotics to be on the safe side. Keeping the bandage dry is proving challenging, but I'm thinking taping one of his boots on over the bandage will be better than letting him try to run in the slick IV bags we usually use for that purpose. He's being really really good about the bandage, which I'm pleased with.

Lily's getting spayed next Tuesday. We're going to do the intestinal biopsy, too. The diet change helped for a grand total of less than a week, and now she's back to liquid/soft serve poo again. Poor kid. Hopefully the biopsy will give us *something* to work with. If not, then I think I really will try her on a raw diet. If it's chemicals or additives screwing with her system, that's the next logical choice, I think. It's that or steroids, if the biopsy doesn't give us any answers, and if I think she's drinking and peeing too much *now*, I don't want to see her on steroids. Thankfully, One Stop carries raw foods, so I've just gotta pick up a bag or two and see how it goes. Tammy, you're not allowed to kill me, ok? This is me doing a last-ditch effort. If it works, they'll have a convert. If it doesn't, no harm, no foul.

I miss my barn. I miss the simplicity of that job- get your shit done, don't screw with everyone else, and do a good job. It really isn't that tough, ya know? The assistants at work don't have all that complicated a job either; why certain people feel the need to complicate it with drama and pettiness is beyond me. Why they feel the need to drag me into it is *really* beyond me. I. Don't. Care. I do my job, I do it to the best of my abilities, and I leave it at that. *sigh*