This is my story of how I became a veterinary technician over a decade ago. My love for animals has always been there, from my very first memories until now. I grew up always having at least 4 cats and two dogs. I would have random exotic animals like guinea pigs and birds, but my favorite was always the cats. As I grew older, I knew I wanted to work with animals and help them if they were hurt. I found a little sparrow once and tried nursing it back to health. Unfortunately, that is when I learned how hard it is to lose something you are trying to help. From then on, I was determined to help any animals that I could. When I turned 19 years old I enrolled in school to become a vet technician. I graduated a little early due to having credits at another college, and started working as a technician for an amazing vet. It was just me and another vet tech that were working at the clinic, so I learned really fast just how much vet techs really do. We are dental hygienists, radiology technicians, surgery nurses, care givers, and more. My first euthanasia will stick with me forever. It was a little English Springer Spaniel, named Daisy, that we had been trying to help for months and the owners knew it was her time to go. I remember very vividly holding onto the mom and sobbing with them. It broke my heart because I had come to love that little old lady and when it was her time, I wasn’t ready. It seems silly now that I was not able to let this dog go, but the owners were. I love my job. I come to work and get excited to see new and current clients and patients. I love meeting new people and becoming part of their lives through their animals. If you have ever brought in a cat, I’m sure you know who I am. This was my calling in life and I am proud to say that I have been a veterinary technician for 11 years now My co-workers call me the crazy cat lady. I see myself doing this until I can no longer walk or retire.