…and maybe the next one will be. Sunshine and rainbows, people. Suuuuunshine and rainboooooows.

A mere hour after last nights post I did end up getting called into work. It was for a real emergency with a Bengal cat that likely wouldn’t have made it through the night without myself and my vet. Sometimes when I get called in to work the emergency isn’t a true emergency and is more of an urgent care scenario (ie a dog hit by a car vs an acute vomiting/diarrhea dog). So that felt good, to save that cat’s life. I got home around 12:30 am and was back at work for my regular shift eight hours later.

We hit the ground running this morning with the phones ringing constantly in the background for the first hour and a half of the day. We had a couple euthanasias, one of them was a really hard one. To wrap up the morning, the last appointment before lunch was a recheck exam on a kitty with a chronic disease that she is medicated for. Kitty took a downhill turn over the past week so we did some diagnostics. Since her last exam she has developed some health issues secondary to her chronic disease – now making her terminal. There is now nothing else we can do for her other than keep her comfortable.

When cashing out the kitty’s owner, I asked her if she wanted her receipt/invoice from the visit. A lot of people take them for their records at home, pet insurance reasons, etc. Kitty’s owner looked me straight in the eye and said “No thank-you, I don’t need a receipt. It’s not like I can return her diagnosis.”

Those words really stuck with me. That was a humbling moment for your friendly neighbourhood vet tech. Hug your pets a little tighter tonight, friends.