Random things

1- I have caught a cold. I am unimpressed by this turn of events. I have drowned it in liquids, and hope it dies a quick death. I think it may be a similar strain to the one BorderCrossing had a few weeks ago, which means it may stick around longer than I want it.

2- Canada Post is being stupid. Not only are they not forwarding ai731 and the_exclamation's mail to them (I am still receiving it), but they are forwarding my mail to them instead. You know, the mail with their old address on it. This week, ai731 brought me my bus pass *and* a money order from the U.S., which should have been at my place last week.

*snarl*

Tomorrow I shall be heading to my local post office and there will be angry shouting.

3- I found an injured pigeon on the way to work. Being a softie, I found a box in which to put it, and it's currently sheltered against the elements, at least. If it's still there when I leave work today, I shall try to bring it to the SPCA or to a vet in order to have it put out of its misery. I am very unhappy at not being able to help it more, but I can't bring it inside the RCMP, and the local pet store wanted nothing to do with it for health reasons. I get why they refused to help, but I'm still annoyed. Rules are meant to be bent every so often, and they couldn't even make a phone call? Bah.

Why do I do this to myself?

The pigeon is stressing me out. It's outside in the cold, and I won't be able to do anything for it before tomorrow afternoon at the very earliest. There's no vet nearby, and tomorrow I have to be at work before any of the nearby places will be open.

I hate the fact that the poor beast is scared and suffering and there's not a damned thing I can do about it.

:(

Oh, thank goodness!

A thousand and one thanks to sultrysong who not only has bailed me out by taking poor pidgy to the SPCA to be put out of his (her?) misery, but also was kind enough to drive me home in the icky weather.

Hurray for fantastic friends!

Needless to say, my coworkers mocked me mercilessly for being a totally mushy-hearted softie. The price I pay for not being able to walk away from an animal in distress.

*sigh*

All is well that ends well. Hurray!

Tomorrow is a busy day. I'm very glad I don't have to get out to the SPCA and back on top of it all.