/shuffles feet, looks embarrassed
Uh. So, this thing, where I really love animals and cats especially. Um. And it's like they know
that I can't turn something away that's starving and abandoned. Yeah. I didn't mean to, honest, but he just showed up at my front door! He was skinny and skittish but in no time he was letting me pet him and love on him, and I just know he used to be someone's pet but then they realized how inconvenient responsibility is. My theory is, they were too cheap to take him to the vet get neutered, he started marking his territory, and they threw him out instead of doing what they were supposed to do in the first place. Spay and neuter your cats and dogs, for the love of god.
At least the other stray cat I was feeding got adopted by a neighbor (and she was pregnant). I highly doubt I'll be able to bring him inside, although once I know he's healthy (and more importantly, neutered and hopefully less aggressive) we'll try and see if the others take to him.
NuJob isn't giving me enough hours. :/ And then they drop the bomb that in March, they're closing the restaurant for ten days to expand the dining room. And as I have not been there long enough to accrue vacation days (six months), or to qualify for partial unemployment (90 days), I'm getting screwed out of almost an entire pay period (probably a whole pay period, as anyone who'd ever had to deal with contractors knows, it always takes longer than they say it will.)
Well, just as I had decided that I am going to need a second job regardless, I got a call from one of the places I applied to last month. They want me to fill out their application on their website, as I had only done the short one on snagajob.com
. So, it's not an interview or anything, but it's still a prospect, so hey. It's an in-home senior care place looking for non medical caregivers, which I have experience doing that, taking care of my grandmother when she was sick. I've been contemplating off and on the notion of volunteering
with the hospice that took over her medical care when she went from chronic to terminal, but it's always easy to find excuses not to do stuff like that, unfortunately. I honestly didn't know places actually paid people to do stuff like reading to housebound seniors, cleaning their house, cooking or just keeping them company for a while. I thought it was all volunteer work.
Yeah yeah, I know, misanthropic, much? Sick, housebound old people are like animals. <<< eta, in that my withered heart feels sympathy and the urge to help them. God, that sounded terrible.