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So I got to work, and instantly noticed that the entire building smelled like death. I head over to the office to meet with the day crew to find out what the fuck is going on. Get told "A rat died gnawed into the piping back in the 4th closet, and died somewhere in the piping. We think it's closer to your side, but not sure." Lovely, I think. 70 year old building, this shit happens since they built em way different back then. Hell, I'm convinced our electrician was Canadian due to the weird ways the wiring was done through this bitch.

So I get to work, changing out bulbs and ballasts, when all of a sudden I hear the fire alarm go off, and a rancid smell hits me 15 feet up in the air. I climb down the ladder and head into the hallway, only to be greeted by staff coughing and running for the exits. My boss had the bright idea to get the rat out by dissolving it with the most powerful sulfuric acid drain opener we could get from facilities. While, yes, it did work, now the building smelled like chemically cooked dead rat, and the drains in my section were smoking acrid smoke. And this was an hour into a 9 hour shift. Wound up spending a lot of my shift dumping water down the drains throughout the building to try and flush this shit out.

Today sucked, yall, hope you had a good day though.

So I got to work, and instantly noticed that the entire building smelled like death. I head over to the office to meet with the day crew to find out what the fuck is going on. Get told "A rat died gnawed into the piping back in the 4th closet, and died somewhere in the piping. We think it's closer to your side, but not sure." Lovely, I think. 70 year old building, this shit happens since they built em way different back then. Hell, I'm convinced our electrician was Canadian due to the weird ways the wiring was done through this bitch. So I get to work, changing out bulbs and ballasts, when all of a sudden I hear the fire alarm go off, and a rancid smell hits me 15 feet up in the air. I climb down the ladder and head into the hallway, only to be greeted by staff coughing and running for the exits. My boss had the bright idea to get the rat out by dissolving it with the most powerful sulfuric acid drain opener we could get from facilities. While, yes, it did work, now the building smelled like chemically cooked dead rat, and the drains in my section were smoking acrid smoke. And this was an hour into a 9 hour shift. Wound up spending a lot of my shift dumping water down the drains throughout the building to try and flush this shit out. Today sucked, yall, hope you had a good day though.
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[–] • 3 pts

I amended my reply as you replied.

Also, I have a vet appointment for sweet girl on Friday. That’s the fastest any around here could take her.

[–] • 3 pts

Just know your a good person for trying to take care of her. God has a special gift for people who are good to their animals

[–] • 2 pts

And she has a place. They really are best friends. And she is a protector. So sweet and chill and loyal.

[–] • 2 pts

See if they are willing to get you a couple of bags of fluids to administer and show you how to do that. Even early before the appointment. It can make a big difference in quality of life at the end. It is really hard at this point but they deserve kindness.

Sometimes a vet-tech will let you come in to see them doing it for another person's friend (if they allow it) so you know what to do. Depends on where you live though.

I am sorry to hear what you are going through but you are doing your best.

[–] • 2 pts

I’ll call again in the morning. Thanks for the heads up.

She’s such a tough girl and a good girl. Never has made a peep even when she has been stepped on by accident. Doesn’t whine. Was never picky. Always at my dad’s side. I’ve shared that she probably saved him when dad passed out in the bathroom from lithium poisoning from his meds.

I talked to dad just now about needing to tell me the plan when it is time. We have super hard turf here. A lot of rocks in the ground. And it is winter. We had a good talk.

We have a bit of land and plenty of space to bury her when the time comes. He asked me to test some digging in a good spot. That’s all I wanted to hear is what he wanted me to do.

She will be wrapped in her favorite blanket and have a spot.

Poor baby. I love her so much.

[–] • 2 pts

It's always heartbreaking. Been through it more times than I would like but it will be ok. You will be ok. She knows how much she is loved.

We always did that too. Favorite blanket and a marker to remember.

[–] • 1 pt

If you have to contend with frost in the ground, I found that hot water helps the most when hand digging through frost. Also, save the large rocks to put on top of the body to help keep other animals from digging her up and to help keep the frost from lifting her to the surface after many years. We get deep frost where I live, I bury pets at least 3ft deep, rocks on top of the body, soil (or more rock) on top of the rocks.