when i was on work experience,i was hellping out at a local vets, where i was handling no end of animals. one evening we had a cat come in called stalin, he was some what sick and unfortunatly passed away in the night.
i came in, in the morning all bright eyed and busshy tailed. keen to see how stalin was getting on, and as im shure some of you may of gessed by now, the news that he had passed away haddent got to me.and it was a bit hard to explian when the vet came in and asked why i was talking to a dead cat.
ohhh and i also had the fun of watching a cat having its leg amputated, now they wake up some what pissed off......
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Wed 15 Oct 2003, 22:17,
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i came in, in the morning all bright eyed and busshy tailed. keen to see how stalin was getting on, and as im shure some of you may of gessed by now, the news that he had passed away haddent got to me.and it was a bit hard to explian when the vet came in and asked why i was talking to a dead cat.
ohhh and i also had the fun of watching a cat having its leg amputated, now they wake up some what pissed off......