About
Just another thirty-something who, having recently emerged from her “quarter-life” crisis, has decided to go back to school to become a vet. Share the slobbery kisses, the sharp claws, and the horror that is the GRE, among other things.
Some names have been changed to protect the innocent (and the guilty), but the rest is 100% authentic.
The title of this blog comes from my vet clinic’s euphemism for a urine spill…
