I smell pot and a stork visits the hospital

So, last week Theresa was going through some of her old clothes and she gave me a t-shirt she purchased at the U2 concert in Dublin last summer. I was so excited about this new t-shirt that I wore it the next day under my overalls in the large animal hospital. About the middle of the day I was at my locker taking off my overalls to go to lunch when I noticed the distinct odor of pot! It could be nothing else... I thought it might be all in my head but my friend Emer said she could kind of smell it too. I just assumed it was coming from somewhere in the locker room. A few hours later I smelled it again in the large animal hospital, and then again in the stall with my patient. Soon it dawned on me that I might be generating this eu de marijuana!! My theory: that when Theresa bought this t-shirt at the concert there were people around her smoking pot, which infused the t-shirt with the smell. I can only hope that no one else smelled it and thought "God, Jenni's a pot-head!"
In other news, a stork was brought into the hospital from the Dublin Zoo with a broken leg last week while I was on the Large Animal Surgery rotation. Apparently when zoo animals are admitted to the hospital they fall under the category of "large animals." I question the level of responsibility of some zoo employees because this stork had apparently escaped from his enclosure and flew into a tree, evading capture for two days. When they finally got the stork back he had a broken leg, and the zoo people wanted it fixed (as opposed to amputation) because he was due to get a girlfriend. They want to breed from this stork and I guess he can't really do the job with only one good leg. So they put a plate on the broken bone and hopefully that will get him fixed up for his woman. The stork, by the way, looks just like Mr. Burns from the Simpsons.