green except too damn hot @green@awoo.space

OH AND in like the last 45 minutes of my shift I was opening the front door of the office and managed to jam a splinter INTO THE CORNER OF MY PINKIE NAIL, like right *under* the nail. the pain from it radiated all the way down my pinkie to my hand. I only just now dug it out.

and ended my volunteer day with setting up a "foraging pool" for the outdoor pigeons, a shallow wading pool with a bunch of branches and leaves and debris and a cup of pigeon feed scattered in it. the three pigeons seemed unimpressed, but they had a full tray of feed in their enclosure.

then came home, showered, fell into bed, and napped for three hours. and am now sneezing and hoping I'm not coming down with a cold. :P

today we got chores *assigned* to us, to break us out of our "usual chore" ruts, so instead of cleaning the ward I did the outside cleaning pad, and managed *not* to get soaked from the knees down, because there were only two things that needed cleaning. :P then I transferred a pigeon from the ward to an outdoor enclosure and set up two outdoor enclosures for crows, who I assume were transferred after our morning volunteer shift ended.

meat! this is a very small pond turtle, she ignored all the vegetable, fish, and insect offerings and went straight for the rat, quail, and chicken bits. which is uuuuunuusuaal?? and raises the question of how she's going to eat "in the wild"--are we going to start getting calls about her raiding somebody's chicken coop? *imagines tiny little turtle dragging a live chicken by the leg, the chicken's mostly "bwuhk?"*

we have about 30 "patients" total; the usual raccoon kids, bear cubs, and bobkittens, and the seasonal assortment of gulls, owls, crows, pigeons, and sparrows. and one turtle--heh, they were having trouble with the turtle, she's been here for months (she's a locally endangered species and part of a tracking experiment, it's complicated) and she recently started refusing food. a couple days ago they offered her a buffet of food items, and found out what she *will* eat--

re:lrt: meows are the primary language of communication between Spouse and myself. we call each other "kitty," like "hey kitty could you hand me the cereal?" except when we call each other "dork" and "brat" and "buttface." XD

this message brought to you by Nar, while I was napping apparently. :P (though I'm the one who had to post it)

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okay, off to volunteer-work, seey'all later

okay now I really need to go food myself. but that was fun! thank you all for playing! :D and feeding, and hugging, and admiring my cats! ;)

a wild green has appeared! what to do?

* hug them
* admire their cat
* feed them
* play with them

re:lrt: YES THIS. the end of the Disney "B&tB" was disappointing for exactly this reason. :P