Saturday

Saturday, I woke up and helped Dr. Fillerup do morning treatments. There was a colt who had come in the night before for a laceration and we changed his bandage. He had gotten his right hind leg caught in some fencing and needed stitches. He was a two year old sorrel quarterhorse with a white stripe down his face. He had kind eyes, but gosh was he a nervous, jumpy boy. Any movement other than a slow one caused him to react violently. After we finished with the colt, we looked at another cat from the local "crazy cat lady". The black kitten that we had sent home earlier that week was bouncing around the clinic and doing great, but the calico that she brought in today wasn't. She was thin and dehydrated and only had two teeth in her mouth, one of which was foul and rotting. Dr. Fillerup wanted to remove the tooth but decided we would wait a few days and see if we could get her temperature to drop down to normal before putting her under anesthesia. A dog also came in with a cloudy eye after an unseen mishap with possible wildlife. I had offered to do afternoon treatments so Dr. Mel could go to his wilderness first aid and safety class that he was attending. I made a run to Walmart to pick up some cough medicine. I also ending up buying several winter fleece jackets that they had on sale for only $3. And as I waited in the checkout lane, I watched a Walmart employee chase a loose Schnauzer through the store. Only in Wyoming... I stopped at several other shops in town, looking for specific items, and then I spent the rest of the day catching up on things like laundry and also watched some movies before going to bed.