So begins the perks of the new job:
I'm off today. For the whole day. WITH PAY!!! This doesn't even count as a sick day. How cool is that? My boss doesn't want his designers to burn out, so once every eight week cycle we're to take a day or two off to relieve the stress of getting the magazines to press. Each of us four designers is taking a different day this week. Mine was today. It's a good thing, too, after what happened yesterday.
When I let Skippy in from pottying when I got home from work yesterday, he proceeded to bleed all over my house. I panicked because I didn't know why he was bleeding. He wouldn't stop running because of the pain and I was freaking out thinking he was going to die from blood loss. I called Marcus to calm myself down because I was getting hysterical. I felt bad because I knew there was nothing he could do from work. I tried calling Dad as well, but he wasn't home. I finally cornered him back in the laundry room and held a towel around the foot I figured out was bleeding. I wasn't sure at first because all four paws were drenched in blood from running through it. I guess he lost a toenail, but I don't know where because I couldn't find it outside. Weird. At least he hadn't sliced it open. I was afraid we'd have to take him to the vet for stitches or something. After the bleeding let up, I went to the store to get Neosporin and bandages, but then he wouldn't let me wrap his foot. Dork. I spend an hour steam cleaning blood out of the carpets while Marcus mopped up what was on the linoleum.
Today I get to finish that task. I'm sure in the daylight I'll see blood that I missed, plus now my carpets have clean spots. I'd better get them all cleaned while the weather is mild.
First, though, I'm going to grab some breakfast and go read a couple of chapters in The Chronicles of Narnia. One and a half books left of the series left.
I'm off today. For the whole day. WITH PAY!!! This doesn't even count as a sick day. How cool is that? My boss doesn't want his designers to burn out, so once every eight week cycle we're to take a day or two off to relieve the stress of getting the magazines to press. Each of us four designers is taking a different day this week. Mine was today. It's a good thing, too, after what happened yesterday.
When I let Skippy in from pottying when I got home from work yesterday, he proceeded to bleed all over my house. I panicked because I didn't know why he was bleeding. He wouldn't stop running because of the pain and I was freaking out thinking he was going to die from blood loss. I called Marcus to calm myself down because I was getting hysterical. I felt bad because I knew there was nothing he could do from work. I tried calling Dad as well, but he wasn't home. I finally cornered him back in the laundry room and held a towel around the foot I figured out was bleeding. I wasn't sure at first because all four paws were drenched in blood from running through it. I guess he lost a toenail, but I don't know where because I couldn't find it outside. Weird. At least he hadn't sliced it open. I was afraid we'd have to take him to the vet for stitches or something. After the bleeding let up, I went to the store to get Neosporin and bandages, but then he wouldn't let me wrap his foot. Dork. I spend an hour steam cleaning blood out of the carpets while Marcus mopped up what was on the linoleum.
Today I get to finish that task. I'm sure in the daylight I'll see blood that I missed, plus now my carpets have clean spots. I'd better get them all cleaned while the weather is mild.
First, though, I'm going to grab some breakfast and go read a couple of chapters in The Chronicles of Narnia. One and a half books left of the series left.
Aqua—Bumble Bees