bells and whistles and red tape
Mar. 5th, 2007 01:46 pmI am home sick with severe cramps and pain.
The shelter called this morning. A slight problem we did not anticipate: We need to have records of Puff's and Jupiter's rabies vaccinations before our adoption application can be completed. Puff got the shot in 2005, but Adam can't remember from where. So I made an appointment for later this afternoon with our local vet to get her a new shot and get the certificate. The bigger problem is that Adam is severely hungover from staying up all night due to jet lag, and drinking himself nearly sick. I had asked last night if he could help me run errands today (I had assumed I'd go to work and the errands could be done after); but I didn't think he'd drink so hard. Hopefully, three hours will be enough time to recover so we can get to the vet's, or I may have to take Puff on a bus. And I don't know if Jason took Jupiter to get the rabies shot. He may have. Worse comes to worse, I will pay for the shot, just to get this crap over with.
All I know is the application will remain incomplete if these two things are not done.
I have never heard of an animal shelter having such strict rules just to adopt a kitten.
I have three hours. I'm sure I can come up with a solution. Hell -- I will try and take a cab if it really comes down to it, if Adam is still fucked up (I have no sympathy right now, either).
It's nobody's fault. I should have known, anyway.
Cross your fingers, still.
One way or another, this kitten will be mine.
The shelter called this morning. A slight problem we did not anticipate: We need to have records of Puff's and Jupiter's rabies vaccinations before our adoption application can be completed. Puff got the shot in 2005, but Adam can't remember from where. So I made an appointment for later this afternoon with our local vet to get her a new shot and get the certificate. The bigger problem is that Adam is severely hungover from staying up all night due to jet lag, and drinking himself nearly sick. I had asked last night if he could help me run errands today (I had assumed I'd go to work and the errands could be done after); but I didn't think he'd drink so hard. Hopefully, three hours will be enough time to recover so we can get to the vet's, or I may have to take Puff on a bus. And I don't know if Jason took Jupiter to get the rabies shot. He may have. Worse comes to worse, I will pay for the shot, just to get this crap over with.
All I know is the application will remain incomplete if these two things are not done.
I have never heard of an animal shelter having such strict rules just to adopt a kitten.
I have three hours. I'm sure I can come up with a solution. Hell -- I will try and take a cab if it really comes down to it, if Adam is still fucked up (I have no sympathy right now, either).
It's nobody's fault. I should have known, anyway.
Cross your fingers, still.
One way or another, this kitten will be mine.