Monday: A middle aged man brings in an older cat with fleas. The cat is apparently healthy, although it has a history of eating a lot and drinking a lot, and probably has something else going on, although it is likely mild. Despite my best effort to convince him otherwise, the man wants to euthanize the cat because he can't take care of her anymore.
Tuesday: A woman calls at closing time to ask if she can bring in her cat which she ran over that morning. The cat apparently ran off and has now been found hiding under the bushes. He comes in with a smashed hind leg covered in feces, but miraculously everything else seems ok. He will live... with amputation.
Wednesday: I am in a car with our vet student, K, on our way to a C.E. dinner, and she points to a restaurant and tells me they are filming Kitchen Nightmares there. And as we pass, Chef Ramsey is standing outside, by himself, half hunched over next to a board blocking the restaurant's front door. This has nothing to do with cats but we needed some comic relief this week, so there.
Thursday: A man who is a known hoarder brings in a kitten. It was born to a feral queen about 9 weeks ago. It is half the weight it should be, white as a ghost, weak, skin and bones, and SAR in its abdomen (something ain't right). It had an obstruction, which was likely cat litter. It was probably eating cat litter because it was anemic from flea infestation. We had to euthanize her.
I am so glad I am leaving town tomorrow......
*All names and identifying details have been changed, and any resemblance to actual beings or events is purely coincidental.