No professional should have to take a pay cut, year over year, to save your animals from the poor choices you made not to keep them safe and healthy.
You lose any and all right to complain about expense when these are the choices you make.
Veterinary medicine doesn't exist to shield you from the expenses of your choices.
It exists to correct, at your own expense, the consequences of your choices.
And unless you're willing to pay what it would cost when your gambles and conveniences become expensive, don't make those choices.
You don't want to brush teeth, so you don't. So you don't. And the price of that convenience now is that your dog has death breath and mouth full of rotten teeth that must be extracted.
You can have convenience now and expense later, or you can do the right thing upfront and avoid that expense.
Before anyone complains about how expensive veterinary medicine has become—which has to do with raising wages for support staff for the first time in decades—consider how that expense is a penalty for bad animal husbandry.
Much of what you pay is the cost of convenience in simple choices.
Veterinary medicine is a field I still care deeply about, even though I no longer work in that industry.
It comes with telling pet owners inconvenient truths they don't want to hear.
Brushing teeth is one. Safe crate transport is another.
This is in the same category of leaving your dog in a hot car or walking them on pavement with no protection on their feet.
If you wouldn't do that, then don't do this.
When a dog is crated in the back seat or the trunk, they are safer from air bags. They cannot be launched from windshields. And in all but the worst accidents, they will be protected from the impact of the collision on the vehicle itself.
If your dog is in your car with you and you got into an accident, think about what would happen to them during that collision.
Think about if and how they would survive air bags deploying, vehicle collapse, or being launched from the windshield or the truck bed.
Then put them in a crate.
This was the water bottle I took to church yesterday 🫏
You can also go take up golf 👋🏽
Just me, my pointer, J.W. Marriott, and every crashout I've ever had because I don't get paid enough to get yelled at about the behavior of other people's children, while attempting to sell Mountain Dew to strangers on a platform that was made obsolete by a Nintendo 64 back in 2002.
In the meeting about today I'm eventually going to have with one of the wealthiest Mormon families in the world, I'm going to gesticulate wildly at the backbone of their global economic empire.
It's a DOS-based software from the 90s that should've been taken out back and shot decades ago.
In the day of Judgment, I want one of those pointers with the plastic index fingers on them. The one from that delightful genre of videos where spouses shame each other for nonsense behavior by comedically pointing with them.
I want to air my grievances to people exactly like that.
We're not going back to violent abuse rhetoric and morally deadbeat rape fantasies, if that's what he's after.
Tell him to go take up golf or something.
If anyone yells at me today at my job, anyone at all, I'm going to tell them that speaking to me like that is not an amenity included in their hotel stay at their price point.
They need to pay $500+ a night because then I'll be making more than I do now for that privilege.
Yes. If it were a member of the staff, I'd have their job in my hand right now.
We're a one party recording state, so that's totally legal here.
It's not an issue with being believed. It's an issue of being willing to throw people out of the hotel and banning them when they do it. And in a very backwards way, that's basically what's going to happen when they're priced out.
"My will to keep going so often comes from Tumblr" is a sentence I didn't expect to write in 2026, but here we are!
The untold story of how the LDS Church is participating in the resistance against ICE in Minneapolis.
I told her that when it starts to go down, I want her to come and find me, no matter where I am or what I'm doing.
She said in a sing-songy voice "Oh, I know. You always take care of me."
I trained her. She gives all the same answers I would give. She is sweet and polite to everyone. She has never said it done anything to invite or deserve how she's treated.
And the only appreciable difference between us is her skin is brown and mine is white with an asterisk.
Getting screamed at yelled at. Being badgered by belligerence by unreasonable demands, often by the same people I dealt with five minutes ago who were perfectly civil to me.
They also consistently wait until I walk away and she's alone. So there's no one to witness what they say and do to her.
I wake up every day and go to work with Michael and Jan from The Office.
I wish that was an exaggeration.
Male manager, Democrat: That's hers to bear, don't get involved.
Female manager, Republican: It's not a race thing, it's a class thing. We needed money and gave out a bunch of discounted rates to pack the house. It's been awful, we're stopping it now and we'll never do it again.
I'm going to talk to some members of the leadership team, but I don't expect them to be helpful at all. They're old, white, and clueless about these sorts of things.
But I have to try. Expecting her to deal with it on her own isn't good enough.
She's young and has such a vibrance to her. I don't want this to break her spirit. But I don't know what to do.
How do I help her manage this in a way that protects her dignity and her well-being?
She deserves to be safe at work. But because of where she lives, she's not safe from this anywhere.
If I walk away to eat or go to the bathroom, it happens almost immediately.
It's making me feel like I can't rest, eat, or take breaks so she doesn't have to deal with that, at all or alone.
I hate it.
I don't have anywhere else to go with this anger.
I live in Idaho.I've recently trained a young person who isn't white to work with me. She's incredibly capable and does her job very well.
And she gets openly disrespected almost every day at her job, almost every time I'm not with her.
Devastated to learn that Ardis Parshall @keepapitchinin.bsky.social has passed away. Truly a giant in our community, and one of the absolute best human beings. I'm heartbroken.
a chair covered in slobbery bites from a box of tissues and a roll of toilet paper. no cats are visible so we don’t need to make accusations
So, early reports show someone dragged a roll of toilet paper AND a box of tissues onto the chair and took one million bites. We need more facts before we jump to conclusions
