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El @ work, for the WTH crew
Sep. 27th, 2022 12:08 pmSomewhere along the way, El had managed to land a job at Hawkins Animal Shelter, which was one part animal control office for the county and one part pet hotel and even grooming salon, they did a little bit of everything.
El, not taking any kind of classes for animal medicine, was more on the rescue, homing and grooming side of things, but she also had a habit of occasionally taking animals outside for a little bit of socialization down the main street, never without her Hawkins Animal Shelter apron, both for the purposes of stashing smaller animals -or treats- in the pockets of, but also for making herself easily identified.
The shelter itself had a relatively small lobby, just a handful of chairs and the main desk, but they had two whole exam rooms plus the kennels in the back, along with the salon just past the lobby itself, no reason to freak out pets who were just there for a trim by making them go through the hospital and kennels first.
As often as not there was a cockatiel on a perch to one side of the counter, or for that matter riding around on an employee's shoulder. His name was Captain, and he was something of a mascot for the office, though he did, occasionally, get in trouble for swearing at customers and had to be put in the back to cool off.
[ooc: it's a free for all, stop by to see her, or to inquire about an animal, and if you're a friend who's lucky enough to work along the street (at Family Video, the Arcade, Hawkins Records and even Melvald's General Store) please feel free to assume she came by with a critter]
El, not taking any kind of classes for animal medicine, was more on the rescue, homing and grooming side of things, but she also had a habit of occasionally taking animals outside for a little bit of socialization down the main street, never without her Hawkins Animal Shelter apron, both for the purposes of stashing smaller animals -or treats- in the pockets of, but also for making herself easily identified.
The shelter itself had a relatively small lobby, just a handful of chairs and the main desk, but they had two whole exam rooms plus the kennels in the back, along with the salon just past the lobby itself, no reason to freak out pets who were just there for a trim by making them go through the hospital and kennels first.
As often as not there was a cockatiel on a perch to one side of the counter, or for that matter riding around on an employee's shoulder. His name was Captain, and he was something of a mascot for the office, though he did, occasionally, get in trouble for swearing at customers and had to be put in the back to cool off.
[ooc: it's a free for all, stop by to see her, or to inquire about an animal, and if you're a friend who's lucky enough to work along the street (at Family Video, the Arcade, Hawkins Records and even Melvald's General Store) please feel free to assume she came by with a critter]
