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I hate being disorganized - I was going through the rest of the books that I picked up from the used book store when I was petsitting in November, and found a check from my grandmother in there for one of the oils I bought for her. *sigh* I'm thinking it's nearing the limit of what banks like to cash, so I may have to ask her to re-write it, or at least update the date and initial it. I don't know. Scatterbained.
It's amazing how the simple things can please you so much - the managers all went to the Kodak seminar last month to learn more about our office software. After five or so years, we FINALLY know how to add text to the "remarks/comments" section of the electronic claims! WHOOOHOOOO! We don't have to drop it to paper anymore just to say "2nd mailing" or whatever minor stuff it is they need to know. *happy dancing* Also, I'm feeling way more comfortable with posting payments - I'm balancing the first time through more consistently and it's not going at a turtle's pace anymore. Yay! I'm also grateful that despite feeling a little grumpy with people in general and very tired by the end of the day, it actually was a good day and I managed to whittle out quite a few of the problem things that have been hanging around. Happy February. :o)
I felt bad at lunch - when I got home I noticed that there was a big black dog over at the neighbor's across the street. I was watching him while my lunch was heating up, and he wandered from the one house to the one next to it - didn't exactly look like he belonged, you know? Plus I've not seen him before. Anyway, I grabbed a dog biscuit and went out to see if I could get him close enough to see if he had any tags - he looked nervous and a bit scared, but he did come over. Unfortunately he just had on a rabies tag. There were some workmen over by the house where I first saw the dog so I tried to get him to go with me to see if they were his people - they said no, and the dog at that point took off trotting down our street. :( I suppose I should have called animal control at that point, but I didn't because it'd be sad if he really was a neighborhood dog and they were just around the corner. In talking with my housemate after lunch, I've decided the next time that I will call animal control (for safety reasons) or even the vet down the road. Possibly they could have tracked the rabies tag and found the owner. But as nervous as the dog was I don't think I could have gotten him to the vet's. *sigh* We're thinking positive and that he just went down the street to home. He looked well taken care of so it's likely. :\
My housemate also said that probably her vet could scan Nate's microchip. That's cool. I'll have to see if they can do that, or even if Nate's vet could do that next time I take him in. He had a microchip put in when I adopted him from the shelter, but with all the wrestling he and Rocky did that first year the tag with it's number on it was destroyed. So I can't update our address, as I'm sure it's got the rental's address on it. Unless I put on my grandparent's address, but I just can't remember. Anyway, I want to get it updated, since it's silly to actually have a microchip in your dog and have it possibly not HELP. So, yeah. Plus, I think I need to update Nate's dog tag. Last time I checked it was starting to get beat up. (Uhm, not that he wears his collar in the house...so I guess we'd best continue making sure the doors are well locked, eh?)
It's amazing how the simple things can please you so much - the managers all went to the Kodak seminar last month to learn more about our office software. After five or so years, we FINALLY know how to add text to the "remarks/comments" section of the electronic claims! WHOOOHOOOO! We don't have to drop it to paper anymore just to say "2nd mailing" or whatever minor stuff it is they need to know. *happy dancing* Also, I'm feeling way more comfortable with posting payments - I'm balancing the first time through more consistently and it's not going at a turtle's pace anymore. Yay! I'm also grateful that despite feeling a little grumpy with people in general and very tired by the end of the day, it actually was a good day and I managed to whittle out quite a few of the problem things that have been hanging around. Happy February. :o)
I felt bad at lunch - when I got home I noticed that there was a big black dog over at the neighbor's across the street. I was watching him while my lunch was heating up, and he wandered from the one house to the one next to it - didn't exactly look like he belonged, you know? Plus I've not seen him before. Anyway, I grabbed a dog biscuit and went out to see if I could get him close enough to see if he had any tags - he looked nervous and a bit scared, but he did come over. Unfortunately he just had on a rabies tag. There were some workmen over by the house where I first saw the dog so I tried to get him to go with me to see if they were his people - they said no, and the dog at that point took off trotting down our street. :( I suppose I should have called animal control at that point, but I didn't because it'd be sad if he really was a neighborhood dog and they were just around the corner. In talking with my housemate after lunch, I've decided the next time that I will call animal control (for safety reasons) or even the vet down the road. Possibly they could have tracked the rabies tag and found the owner. But as nervous as the dog was I don't think I could have gotten him to the vet's. *sigh* We're thinking positive and that he just went down the street to home. He looked well taken care of so it's likely. :\
My housemate also said that probably her vet could scan Nate's microchip. That's cool. I'll have to see if they can do that, or even if Nate's vet could do that next time I take him in. He had a microchip put in when I adopted him from the shelter, but with all the wrestling he and Rocky did that first year the tag with it's number on it was destroyed. So I can't update our address, as I'm sure it's got the rental's address on it. Unless I put on my grandparent's address, but I just can't remember. Anyway, I want to get it updated, since it's silly to actually have a microchip in your dog and have it possibly not HELP. So, yeah. Plus, I think I need to update Nate's dog tag. Last time I checked it was starting to get beat up. (Uhm, not that he wears his collar in the house...so I guess we'd best continue making sure the doors are well locked, eh?)
