Feel like a rock star

I've made it no secret that I often find my line of work frustrating and/or amusing.  But what I don't often write about is the monotony and lack of mental stimulation.  Sometimes this is good and sometimes bad.  I love my work at the shelter but there is not much variety to it.  On the other hand, I find giving annual parvo vaccines to dogs who don't need them and treating flea allergies day after day a disappointing use of my expensive and lengthy education.  Not to mention nail trims, which I strongly believe is NOT a doctor job (but that's more of personal pet peeve).

Anyway, between regular day practice, and shelter work I may go weeks (sometimes months) without taking on a case where my direct intervention saves a life.  Sometimes this is because despite our best efforts, we lose the pet anyway.  Sometimes, owners don't allow diagnostics and treatment. And often, the cases are quite simply, not life threatening and/or would have eventually gotten better on their own.

But this week I had not one, not two, but three cases where I feel I made a huge difference and in two of them I most certainly rectified a life threatening problem.  Thus far, all three pets are still doing well.  And it's Friday afternoon so if something goes wrong now, I likely won't know until Monday anyway.

So yeah, I feel pretty awesome.  We'll see how long that lasts.  And yes, I'll give case details later.  But I have plans tonight.