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Jun. 28th, 2007 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urocyonMy mom had some interesting news yesterday I had missed. It seems there is an ongoing kerfuffle over an Amish-run puppy mill in Bland County (VA). I would be amazed if my Aunt Sally were not in up to her eyeballs, trying to shut them down. Up to this point, I had not realized this sort of thing is an ongoing problem. Then again, Bland Co. did not have a need for regulations against puppy mills before, and SWVA is hardly known for its Amish population. This is a recent phenomenon there.
I can't help but think that this sort of thing is a logical(?) consequence of the "dominion" over other creatures hooey.
There was some good news about Punkin this morning. We didn't hear from the vet yesterday, but he called first thing this morning to say that she was doing remarkably well, and they were about to do surgery.
Then he called again, about noon, with further news. They had dealt with the eye, but the jaw fracture was worse than anticipated. One side was fairly cleanly broken, but the other had a more complicated fracture near the joint. He was concerned that the callus forming as it healed would interfere with the function of the joint, so referred her to a specialist in Basildon.
I was zonked out on Benadryl when the vet called back, and am fairly sure I baffled him. It's hard to think through logistics when one is half awake, so I was just very vague on the possibility of picking her up and transporting her to Basildon this afternoon. Yet another prompt to get a British driving license! I don't do well with the phone, sounding fairly wooden at the best of times, and was too groggy to explain properly. It was certainly not that I don't want the girl to have the best possible treatment ASAP.
It's frustrating. In my previous life, as I've started to think of it, taking the poor cat to the vet school in Blacksburg would have registered as a short crosstown drive, 25-30 minutes. That didn't even qualify mentally as a commute when I was doing it daily, frequently more than once. Now there are a lot more barriers to shifting her about the same distance Romford-->Basildon, a straight shot on an A road, than there would have been to hauling her to Richmond or DC. I definitely miss being reasonably mobile, and it upsets me that the poor cat is suffering for it. But I digress.
I did arrange to pick Punkin up in the morning. After consulting with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vatine, it seems that public transport or cabbing it will not be necessary. A friend with a car volunteered to do the honors, and I am very grateful. VRCC called rather quickly, so the baby girl has an appointment for 10:30 in the morning. vatine has asked for a half-day off, so with any luck he'll be able to go along.
At least the girl is mostly out of the woods now.
I can't help but think that this sort of thing is a logical(?) consequence of the "dominion" over other creatures hooey.
There was some good news about Punkin this morning. We didn't hear from the vet yesterday, but he called first thing this morning to say that she was doing remarkably well, and they were about to do surgery.
Then he called again, about noon, with further news. They had dealt with the eye, but the jaw fracture was worse than anticipated. One side was fairly cleanly broken, but the other had a more complicated fracture near the joint. He was concerned that the callus forming as it healed would interfere with the function of the joint, so referred her to a specialist in Basildon.
I was zonked out on Benadryl when the vet called back, and am fairly sure I baffled him. It's hard to think through logistics when one is half awake, so I was just very vague on the possibility of picking her up and transporting her to Basildon this afternoon. Yet another prompt to get a British driving license! I don't do well with the phone, sounding fairly wooden at the best of times, and was too groggy to explain properly. It was certainly not that I don't want the girl to have the best possible treatment ASAP.
It's frustrating. In my previous life, as I've started to think of it, taking the poor cat to the vet school in Blacksburg would have registered as a short crosstown drive, 25-30 minutes. That didn't even qualify mentally as a commute when I was doing it daily, frequently more than once. Now there are a lot more barriers to shifting her about the same distance Romford-->Basildon, a straight shot on an A road, than there would have been to hauling her to Richmond or DC. I definitely miss being reasonably mobile, and it upsets me that the poor cat is suffering for it. But I digress.
I did arrange to pick Punkin up in the morning. After consulting with
vatine, it seems that public transport or cabbing it will not be necessary. A friend with a car volunteered to do the honors, and I am very grateful. VRCC called rather quickly, so the baby girl has an appointment for 10:30 in the morning. vatine has asked for a half-day off, so with any luck he'll be able to go along.At least the girl is mostly out of the woods now.
