Alright, so my first week at the job is finished and I must say I LOVE this job. Supposedly, I am learning things quickly, and am getting my own schedual in one week. but they might just be saying that to make me feel better.
I work with really awesome people, they are VERY nice and extremely tolerant of my n00b ignorance. the Vets are really amazing. when I hear them talk about thinks I just kinda swell up inside and think to myself I'll have that knowledge one day too.
I've never wanted to do anything so bad in my life. Never had any other career goals or anything, and it just seems like a new chapter in my life has finally started. I am so incredibly greatful to whomever gave me this chance.
Aside from my gushing, I was amazed at how ... casual... euthanasia is. I mean, I understand that it's a business and all, and it must get repetetive after 10 years of doing it, but I've seen about... 7? euthanized animals so far and I can't really get myself to joke about them. I've been somewhat skittish with the touching of them, I don't like to put them in bags/cover them. >.< I guess I still have to get used to them being a 'corpse' and not 'someone's beloved pet'. I had to actually handle a dead shepherd today. He died in the client's car. He was really wobbly/flabby. So strange not feeling muscle twitches or resistance or anything. We were too busy to wrap him up, so we left him in the back room for like 6 hours and he stiffened and bloated up. After something's been dead for a while you can actually feel/hear the air(I assum it's air) in the veins/muscles if you squeeze a leg or something. It's like.... A fizzy crackling feeling. I thought that was pretty neat. We ended up cracking the legs to get him in the bag.
Anyway. That's it. Expect more gross entries as my experience grows. I love this stuff. >.>