17/11/2025
Facebook reminded me this little video from 2019 — before COVID — and honestly, I didn’t realise just how many hours I worked each week. I was “part-time/casual,” but between the shelter, emergency, specialist work, the crazy shifts, and those procedures that went on for 6–7 hours… it was definitely more than part-time 🤣
Plus looking after fosters (couldn’t have done any of it without the family). Our happiness was so simple then — seeing each foster get adopted, learned new skills, handled new case, and celebrating like we won the lottery 😂
Our kids even came to my work now and then — helping pick up or drop off unwell pets, helping the vets with handling. When they were little, the vets would give them a syringe to hold and they genuinely thought they were heroes saving animals 🥹🩷
I also used to bring my toddler to school on my extra days so I could finish assignments and join group discussions. I’m forever grateful for the amazing teachers who supported me and looked after her in the library 🤣 Sometimes we joke that by the time she finishes uni, she can honestly put “20 years of animal care experience” on her résumé.
It’s been almost a year off work now because of a major injury from the shelter on top of my many issues. It’s changed my life in many ways, but I learned how to use my left hand… and sometimes even my legs 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Heading back to work next year — routines will change again — but I’m really looking forward to it 🤭