Man, what a day! I swear, being a vet in Petrosani is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I roll into the clinic on Strada 1 Decembrie, coffee in hand, ready to tackle whatever comes my way. Spoiler alert: it was a LOT.
First off, I get a call about a stray dog. Poor thing was wandering around near the old coal mine. You know, the one that’s been closed for ages? Anyway, I rush over, and there’s this scruffy mutt, looking like he just walked out of a horror movie. I’m talking matted fur, dirt everywhere, and those sad puppy eyes. Ugh, my heart!
I scoop him up, and he’s surprisingly chill. Like, dude, you’re a stray! You should be barking at me or something! But nah, he just leans into me. I name him “Miorita” on the spot. Classic Romanian name, right?
So, I take Miorita back to the clinic. I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, bam! The phone rings again. It’s Mrs. Popescu from Strada Mihai Viteazul. Her cat, Fluffy (original, I know), has decided to go on a hunger strike. Like, seriously? Cats are drama queens, I swear.
I rush over, and Fluffy is just sitting there, looking all smug. I try to coax him with treats, but nah, he’s not having it. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a cat! You’re supposed to eat!” But he just blinks at me. I’m losing my mind here.
After a battle of wits, I finally get Fluffy to eat. Turns out, he just wanted the fancy stuff. Typical. I’m sweating bullets, but hey, at least I saved the day.
Then, I get back to the clinic, and guess what? Miorita has decided to make himself at home. He’s sprawled out on my desk, like he owns the place. I can’t even be mad. He’s too cute. But then, I hear a commotion outside.
I step out, and there’s a goat. Yes, a goat! Just chilling on Strada Horea. I’m like, “What the heck? Is this a petting zoo now?” Turns out, it’s someone’s “pet.” I mean, who keeps a goat in the city? I can’t even.
So, I wrangle the goat back to its owner, who’s just laughing. I’m like, “Dude, this is Petrosani, not a farm!” But whatever, it’s all in a day’s work, right?
Finally, I get a break. I sit down for a sec, and I’m just thinking about how wild this day has been. Petrosani is a small town, but it’s full of surprises. The mountains in the background, the old buildings, the vibe—it’s all so unique.
But then, my phone buzzes again. It’s a text from my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up a bar on Strada Libertății later. I’m like, “Heck yes!” I need a drink after this chaos.
So, I wrap up my day, and as I’m leaving, Miorita follows me to the door. I can’t just leave him! I take him home. Now I’ve got a new buddy.
What a day, right? Petrosani, you never cease to amaze me.