Be kind, Thursday. Early morning emergencies after a late night of emergencies. Bright side: a little time for Waffle House before appointments.
Author Archives: Justin Jornigan
You Stank
Normal married folk greet each other with, “Hey honey how was your day?”. In our house, Meg’s first words tonight were, “Sheew, I smell buck. What did you do to a buck today?”. She’s good.
Just Limping
Me: “So she’s lame in a front foot?” Client: “SHE’S NOT LAME! She’s just a limpin’”….. Me: “Oh…ok” Also, Church sign of the day: “you may party in hell, but you will be the barbecue”. Everyone welcome. Right…
Lub-dub
Brace yourselves, dear coronaries. Homemade liver mush (bless you, Grandma Shirley), from-scratch pancakes with blueberry jelly, and eggs for dinner.
Nothing To See Here
Pretty hilarious moment while picking up a pizza at a drive thru window. I’m in the passenger seat splitting pills for a client’s horse we plan to meet on the way home. I’m focused on my counting and splitting, while Megan is sorting through some cash to get change for the pizza. Not a bitContinue reading “Nothing To See Here”
Mary Poppins
“Just a syringe full of sugar makes the poopies come out…” My wife singing Mary Poppins while giving our cat his daily laxative
Blew A Tire
I am blessed to work with wonderful people. We blew a tire this morning on the way to an emergency. Two clients stopped by to lend a hand and get me to the call. One client took my tire off and took it to the shop while I worked on the animal. The animal isContinue reading “Blew A Tire”
Tele-Med
I just spent 23 minutes on the phone with an 80-something year old client helping her deliver a miniature horse while driving to her farm. Her hearing is not what it used to be so I had to shout and repeat every sentence slowly. I wish I had the conversation recorded. So many good moments.Continue reading “Tele-Med”
Stripping For Loan Repayment
“Ain’t choo gonna take your shirt off like Dr. Pol?” No, ma’am. No, I am not. I would have to charge extra for that. Actually…maybe I will, if the price is right 😉
Midnight Mumbling
At some point in the middle of the night, I woke up to Meg talking. Punk, our orange tabby cat was laying on her stomach and she was petting him saying, “awww, what a cute baby goat.” She was completely asleep. I just laughed, rolled over and went back to sleep.
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