Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a vet in Yamada is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the clinic on Kōen-dōri, right? It’s a sunny morning, birds chirpin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I get a call from this frantic lady. Her cat, Mr. Whiskers, ate a whole pack of chocolate. Like, who lets their cat near chocolate?! I mean, c’mon! Anyway, I rush over to her place on Shōwa-dōri. Traffic was a nightmare. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike almost get hit by a car. Yamada drivers, man. They’re wild.
Finally, I get to her house, and Mr. Whiskers is just lounging like he’s on a beach in Okinawa. I’m like, “Dude, you’re about to be a chocolate-covered kitty!” So, I do my thing, and thankfully, he’s fine. But the lady? She’s crying like she just lost a million yen. I mean, it’s just a cat, right? Just kidding! I love cats. But seriously, chill out!
After that, I head back to the clinic, and guess what? My assistant, Yuki, spills coffee all over the floor. I’m like, “Yuki! What’s wrong with you?!” She just laughs and says, “At least it’s not on the patients!” True, but still! I can’t deal with this chaos.
Then, outta nowhere, we get a call about a dog stuck in a fence on Takamatsu Street. I’m like, “What is this, a sitcom?” So, I grab my stuff and head over. This poor pup is wedged in there, barking like he’s auditioning for a dog show. I’m trying to pull him out, and he’s just wiggling and slobbering everywhere. I’m covered in mud, and I’m like, “This is NOT in my job description!”
Finally, I get him out, and he’s all happy, wagging his tail like he just won the lottery. I’m like, “Dude, you owe me a drink!” But then, his owner shows up, and she’s this sweet old lady from the neighborhood. She’s so grateful, she offers me homemade mochi. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” Best reward ever!
But wait, there’s more! I get back to the clinic, and there’s a line of people waiting. I’m thinkin’, “Did I open a vet theme park or what?” One lady’s got a parakeet that won’t stop squawking. I’m like, “Lady, I can’t help you with your bird’s karaoke career.”
By the time I finish, it’s dark outside. I’m exhausted. I step out onto the street, and Yamada is lit up like a Christmas tree. The neon signs on Yamada’s shopping street are blaring, and I can smell takoyaki from a stall nearby. My stomach growls. I’m starving!
I grab some food, and as I’m munching, I see a group of kids playing soccer in the park. They’re laughing, having a blast. It hits me—this is why I do what I do. I love animals, but I love seeing people happy too.
So, yeah, today was a whirlwind. I laughed, I cried (not really, but you get it), and I got muddy. Yamada, you crazy little city, you keep me on my toes! Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Just hope it’s less chaotic. But who am I kidding? It’s Yamada!