My first job at 14 was at a veterinary hospital. I was a kennel worker, AKA lowliest job in the place. I was often the one responsible for taking euthanized animals to the dumpster in the black bags. Seeing this thread and typing this out certainly brings back some of the raw emotion from that time. I had been excited to work at the vet at first. I didn't mind cleaning up all the animal waste. I enjoy taking care of animals. They have such kind souls and I've always had a kinship with them since I was a small boy.
Seeing this colder side of veterinary work was very disturbing and affected me for a while. There was one dumpster that was used for standard trash, and another dumpster that was used only for corpses. I'm not certain how often it was cleaned out for lack of a better term. And even then I don't know where they're taken.
I love dogs and I love cats. I'd like to think I can think of a better way now as an adult for the vets to handle it, but I don't know how. The sheer number of euthanized animals is too high I feel for anything else.
Good thread, thank you for posting.
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