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Jun. 7th, 2008 10:29 pmWhat I'd intended to do this evening: go to the fair, see Scythian and Joan Jett, eat food on sticks, ride the ferris wheel, maybe pet some cute, fuzzy critters, watch fireworks, cheer the hell up.
What I actually did: spent two hours and close to $200 at the vet with our guinea pig. Yay, after-hours emergency vet pricing. Well, at least I got the petting of cute, fuzzy critters part of the evening done. (He's apparently got some sort of infection in the socket where his right eye used to be; we came home with painkillers/anti-inflammatories and some heavy-duty antibiotics.)
Now there's Chinese delivery on the way and an impressive lightning storm. Maybe "Kung Fu Panda" later, if we're feeling up to it.
What I actually did: spent two hours and close to $200 at the vet with our guinea pig. Yay, after-hours emergency vet pricing. Well, at least I got the petting of cute, fuzzy critters part of the evening done. (He's apparently got some sort of infection in the socket where his right eye used to be; we came home with painkillers/anti-inflammatories and some heavy-duty antibiotics.)
Now there's Chinese delivery on the way and an impressive lightning storm. Maybe "Kung Fu Panda" later, if we're feeling up to it.
