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Man is gone for the weekend.
House is a disaster.
Dog is hot. So hot, I don't want to walk him.
Getting over being posioned at work yesterday, (damn omlete.)
Sister is waffling about visiting.
No energy to go anywhere or do anything...

still to exhasted to move...

So I'm sitting here watching a National Geographic show about different people who are employed to remove/relocate animals who get too close/invade human space.
There's this one ACO in Arizona who is cnofronted with an unusual raccoon situation. And I quote: "Well, I think we're probably going to have to send it in to get it tested for rabies."
I find it interesting that they skirt around just *how* one goes about testing for rabies in animals...

Joy

( Joy is a blue squeeky dinosour. )