... I think i'm actually, officially on vacation!

Worked 10 hours today at the vet. My heels are screaming.

(not me, or my actual work, just a stock photo. But it's reasonably close. Only imagine a lot more vomit, some eyeballs hanging out, and howling dogs. And super snarky co-workers. We were on fire tonight.)

And my dogs are there! So lonely tonight without them! But hooray for boarding privileges at work.

Actual dogs. Luna on the left, Nibbler on the right.

Also, i spent $40 on road snacks at Fairway. (and also protein bars for when we get stranded in the woods.) And did i mention what my mom got me? Trail Mix- "for when you get stranded in the woods." Thanks Mom- way to have faith in us! Hence the stranded in the woods jokes- though who am i kidding? I am no naturalist/rugged survivalist! But, trail mix isn't going to ward off bears or rattlesnakes.

Maybe if i throw some peanuts at him he'll go away.

(Though if there's one thing i've learned about survival, it's to drink your own urine. Thanks, Bear Gryllis! I'll keep it in mind!)

*every survival guide i have ever seen advises AGAINST drinking your own urine. It just puts the sodium and toxic crap your kidneys have filtered out back IN. The more you drink your urine, the more concentrated it gets.

Wait, is he trying to drink turtle piss in that one? That dude is fucked up...

Anyways- tomorrow we leave! at about seven. Joe promises he will drive first so i can continue sleeping.