It was a day of gooey time, quick time, and reckoning. Most of the workday was quiet and passed slowly. There were several of us in the office, and all were focused and quiet and busy at our respective work stations. And after a day where the clock dragged and took its sweet time, as though slogging through thick mud, suddenly it was 4:00, which was important because I needed to leave early.
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| Winston, the good boy. |
The traffic was moderately heavy, the travel was steady, the destination was Winston’s vet office, and the
objective was getting his veterinary insulin. While in the slightly less expensive area for gas, the tank was filled. Cha-ching. Bye bye money, it was nice knowing you.
The return trip featured steady travel and at 6:20, I was home. Winston was waiting inside the kitchen door, all cute and happy. He was let outside and his supper was prepared – prescription kibble with fresh chicken broth heated and stirred in the way he likes it. Today, anyway. This preference can and likely will change. Probably soon.
The vet trip was required because the insulin supply seems to be fine and then suddenly, one day it is nearly depleted. Last week it was getting low and today it was nearly gone. Today was one of the days the vet is open until 7:00.
Calculations were made for time, distance and the latest possible departure from the office to still get there, even if there was a traffic tie-up. The refill was ordered and the mission scheduled on my calendar. Now we are good for about six weeks or so. With that singular aspect, anyway. There is another day of reckoning on the horizon for more flea and tick and heartworm prevention, but those refills weren't requested for today's pickup. And a wallet can take only so much aggressive activity in one day.
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