Because we all need more puppies

[pecunium]

By way of a comment from ginmar I read the following:

Puppies

THEY met on the local hot rod scene. They saw one another at tattoo conventions around the area, comparing bikes. They looked like heavies, a band of Hells Angels, with nicknames equally tough: Mike Tattoo, Big Ant, Johnny O, Batso, Sal, Angel, Des.

They meant no harm. Clad in leather, inked to the hilt in skulls and dragons, with images of bloodied barbed wire looped about their necks, they shared something else-

By their fruits shall ye know them.

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Re: I heart puppies.

[pecunium.livejournal.com]

How strange. I worked at a vet, and the idea of anyone not being devastated by having to put an animal down is beyond my comprehension; and would be strange to everyone I worked with.

I recall the head of the clinic leaving the surgery, and asking why she was damn-fool enough to recussitate this poor rottweiler which had coded out on the table. He was old, and ill, and not only not long for the world, but his owner didn' really know how to care for him. It would have been a mercy to just let him go.

But she didn't stop to think of any of that.

One of my favorite stories is of the woman who had the conyer. Said conyer was really ill. No idea what it was (turned out to be lead poisoning). She had the bills for the bloodwork on her desk, about $600. A co-worker saw this and asked if that had cured the bird.

When told it was just the labs the co-worker was shocked.

Reply: "I've had him for 18 years, and I don't have to put him through college, seems a small price to pay."

Bird recovered just fine.

I recall Relampago (whom I always read as Remalpago, go figure).