Monday's

Monday's are always bad days, that's just the nature of the day. I hate it when I walk in the door in the morning after a weekend off and have absolutely no clue what I'm walking in to (which most of the time is a screaming hurricane of a mess). Even after I have been on call that weekend, I just dread going into work, cause it means another 5 days of work before I am able to escape.





But anyhoo.... here's the summation of how this Monday went:

(Notice the perfect symmetry of the feline canine teeth as they sunk into my arm....)

A lighter note....

After a long day working (complete with a migraine), there's no better way to end the day than by pulling a calf. And the big plus, both mom and calf were alive at the end of it :)