I got my computer back. Sort of. Uh. .... yeah.

I just got off work, and my feet are killing me, but that's okay. I discovered an advantage to working at McDonald's (go ahead and laugh), and that's the fact that at the end of the night whatever we don't sell I can take a portion of and take it to my feral pack behind Walgreen's (the one Sanka was from if any of you care to remember, he was my black cat I had to bury). They have new kittens, and being feral born they'll let me approach them within about three feet, but they won't come to me, nor will they tolerate me coming closer. I know better than to push it, so usually I talk to them while I lay the food out for them. One of the babies is a calico; I must say I am smitten but unfortunately I cannot take anymore cats (this would technically make my fifth cat if I took it home with me, as I have ended up halfway adopting Scoot from my next door neighbor).

Speaking of Scoot, he is such a sweetheart. He is a tiny black cat that belongs to Jimmy, my Dad's best friend, also my next door neighbor. Scoot is waiting for me every night when I get off work, and if I stop to smoke a cigarette on the driveway curb he sits next to me. He is usually already running down the sidewalk by the time I park the car and get out, and if he were able to make the jump he'd probably jump right up into my arms.

Well, anyway. Despite being a little bit ratty looking, my pack seems to be doing okay. The thinner coats come from not having daily nutritional food (did you know if you scramble up a raw egg and give it to your cat, not only do they love it but it helps keep their coat thick and shiny? no more than once or twice a month, though!), and on that note I should probably pick them up some canned food since I'll be getting a paycheck tomorrow. They'll eat canned food quicker, and it goes down easier, and there won't be any left out to get soggy or infested with ants. It's a win-win situation.

I still need to get a proper headcount, because I usually come at night and they all hide in the grass or behind the fence, but I know there's at LEAST seven that I saw tonight (but actually definitely more than that in reality). At least three kittens, quite a few adults (at least five), and at least two or three juveniles. That's.. about ten or so for a minimum. At least when I get a good headcount I'll know how much food to buy.

.. anyway. I'm sure nobody cares to read about my involvement with the animal kingdom, so. x)

Still trying to get my foot in the door at the vet's office! It will happen, because I will make it happen. Unfortunately I had the perfect chance to get on at San Juan Animal Hospital, even if it's a bit a ways from my house, but I was in my summer semester at the time they were doing immediate hiring and they said I had to be out of school. Surprising, because I thought they would've liked the fact I was in school, but I guess they want someone with full availability.