interlexionality

Yesterday morning when I got to the clinic, there was a dead cat in one of the cages (that one whose abdomen was open when the AC quit—even with surgery it was just too messed up inside), and it smelled horrible and was very stiff and getting it into a garbage bag and into the freezer was hard. And then when I got to the clinic today, T-Bone the boarding chihuahua and Cherry, our little diabetic clinic dog that looks more like a fox than any real breed were what they call here tied up (you know, by their GENITALS) and also panicking. What I am trying to say is shit has been UPSETTING!