Not exactly sure why I'm sharing this ... I've been hanging around a short while now and have made a few friends / it's a slow night, and the insomnia has kicked in as usual - so, yeah, I guess I'm just bored.
My daughter recently started working as a Vetinary Assistant, and in helping her to prepare for that we thought it might be a good idea to do some volunteer work with animals. We put the feelers out and registered with the appropriate organisations and it wasn't long before we had our first patient.
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We were asked to care for an orphaned kitten - she was 3 days old when she arrived. The people who surrendered her to us named her 'Tiger'. Now, taking care of such a young animal is quite a task. 4-hourly feeds, medications, and a particularly difficult-to-manage and little-understood problem with Hypoglycemia that is suffered by young cats (they can't store glucose in their bodies well) made this experience all the more interesing. She tried very hard to die on us in those first few weeks, and there's nothing quite like the experience of trying to inject life-saving fluids into a crashed kitten at 3am with a needle that's larger than she is (even those 1ml, 29-guage insulin jobbies seemed too big).
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I suppose the strangest thing that happened was when, during her roughest rough patch, I took her to a meeting with a potential client and had to take a break in the middle of it all when Tiger crashed and needed another life-saving injection.
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