I was going to write better, but now I’m caught up in a movie, so I’m distracted, but whatever. I’ll keep it short.
I did some new stuff while volunteering today. Well, new to me, anyway. I actually started my shift off with it, and then it took me forever, and then I stayed longer than I have thus far. It was just a simple task – change the food and water dishes in a whack of different enclosures – but each one presented a new challenge, and there was a ton to remember.
Chickens, rabbits, guinea pigs, hedgehogs, opossums…everyone had a different set of things to remember; what they eat, how much they eat and drink, how to avoid getting pecked at by the silky chicken who dislikes women, paying attention to the iguana when you’re bent over to make sure he doesn’t climb on your back. All kinds of things, but different for each of them.
It was a lot for a lesion-addled brain which hadn’t slept enough due to a certain televised concert celebrating a – some would say – national treasure, keeping me up too late, to take in.
But I did it.
I barely managed to avoid being clipped by that silky chicken, and had to focus very hard to not pick up and snuggle every baby rabbit at my feet, but I did it. It was stressful, because I put a lot of pressure on myself to do things right, if I can, but it was also cool because it was new and – for me – challenging. It made my sleepy brain do some actual work.
I did a few other things – spot cleaned the small animal room (and managed not to get bit by ferrets, so that’s an ongoing plus), and washed some dishes and such, and of course took care of changing the small parrot papers, which is kinda my thing. I don’t know why it’s my thing, or why I want it to be and like it to be my thing, but it is. I don’t even know everybody’s name yet, but changing the papers at the bottom of all the small bird cages is the one thing I’ve done every shift, and I find myself kinda looking forward to it. I talked to the birds more today than I have other times, and while I’m sure I’m just tired, I felt like they kind of recognized me this time. Regardless, I am definitely getting better at it. Still just as messy but I am faster and more confident now, too, which is probably why I felt like the sense of familiarity was returned. I even got the sense that the little red bird who dislikes everyone, disliked me a little less than usual today.
At one point it even got sort of quiet in there; just two of us working away on our own tasks, a little music playing and a variety of calm animal sounds here and there. It was peaceful, on occasion.
I stayed nearly an hour longer than usual, and was so freaking hungry by the time I got home that I was stumbling around a bit while I put groceries away. Then I took Brody out for a loo break, made a bad life choice that resulted in SO MANY BURRS, got them mostly all out, then finally ate something.
I can’t even remember what specifically I wanted to say, including how I felt about my volunteer experience today, so I’ll just cut this ramble off now.
Is it just me, or did Gord seem to get stronger as he went along last night? He seemed to me to be more…Gordie…by the end of the show than he was at the beginning. Either way – what a show to remember.