Parting is such sweet sorrow
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So, our time at Care for dogs draws to an end.
We have had so much fun working at the shelter, we had bonded with the dogs a lot and to a degree them with us. Willow, a cute little black and white female, would follow me around quietly and every time I sat down woud be sitting next to me. It got to the point where she would growl at any of the dogs that came up for affection, bad Willow! We also bonded with the people that ran the shelter. Sarah is now one of my heroes, she works six days a week at the shelter, in from 8am and is on the go non stop all day. She knows the entire history of every dog, including the ones that are only there temporarly. One of the dogs, a Neopolitan bull mastiff called Dakota needed to have special mediation for his mange which was very exensive.
Sarah was aware that I was interested in getting involved in the medical side of the shelter so took me on vet runs with her. I went with Dakota to see the vet as he (Dakota, not the vet) was vomiting. I also went with 4 dogs on the weekly TVT injection trip. Once a week the dogs that need it go to the vet who gives their injection via an IV. They undergo proper chemo, with appetite loss a common side effect so need to be under close watch. Going on vet runs was a real buzz, I got to speak to and interact with Thai vets.
One of the highlights was being shown, and then allowed to do, injections! All the injections I did were subcutanious (under the skin rather than into a vein). I gave several puppies their vaccinations, and was trusted to the point that Sarah handed me the deworming tablet, flea treatment and vaccination injection for a new dog and asked to go do it by myself! I was chuffed to be given such trust, I would have to get a fistful of qualifications and work there for very long time before being allowed to do anything like that back home.
The Wednesday before we left the entire Care for dogs team went out for a meal as a kind of farewell to Kate and ourselves. We went to a really nice vegetarian restaurant as most of the group are veggie (haha Rachel you are outnumbered!!). Karin, one of the founders came along with her husband and new (as in 3 weeks old) baby.
The next day was Kate's last day at the shelter. During the rides to Gills house, in the back of Gill's truck to the shelter and on countless other occasions I had a multitude of interesting and informative conversations with Kate, a truly unique indivdual and grew to count her as a good friend so was just as bummed it was her last day. We made our goodbyes to her brief, the 'ripping the plaster off' course of action.
Our last day at the shelter was just as emotional.
At the end of the day we applied the plaster technique again though there were almost a few tears (from Rachel of course, I'm far too big and butch for that sort of thing *rolls eyes*).