Lower Levels

I kind of jumped the gun on the last blog. All seemed well when Zoey came out of surgery, and I was instructed to give the vet hospital a call the next morning after eight AM to see when I could pick her up. So when my phone rang at 08:01 and I saw the vet’s number, I knew something wasn’t as it should be.

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At The Vet Again

If I look out the window next to me, I can just about see the top of the animal hospital billboard in the distance. I assume the roof next to it must therefore be the hospital itself, and in an hour or so, the people in there will be operating on Zoey.

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One Step Closer

I’d put a towel in the kitten’s carrier. Zoey’s carrier has a little pillow in it, but I couldn’t find anything better than a fluffy towel for the kittens. At least it’s better than nothing. When I walked into the living room, I was relieved to see the two little ones playing in the middle of the room. Easy catch. As I picked them up I noticed Zoey was nowhere to be seen. Great, it would be a challenge to find her in time.

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The Yallingup Mystery

It’s been longer than normal since my last blog, but sometimes I don’t feel like writing, and I want this to be fun, not a chore. At least now I’ll have some stuff to write about, instead of just filling a page for the sake of it. And the biggest thing that happened these last two weeks was of course the long anticipated arrival of Zoey!

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A Friendly Surprise

I’m feeling really stressed this last weekend. Mainly because I noticed Zoey is actually booked on an afternoon flight on the same Monday on which I need to get her passport legalized. The thing that annoys me most about that, is the fact I should have noticed that weeks ago when they first send me her provisional itinerary. But obviously, I didn’t.More

The Going-away Tour

Written yesterday evening, but thanks to the wonderful internet connection in the French rural areas, I couldn’t upload it until now. I started this entry, tearing into a specific country and its citizens amazing skills in unsafe driving. But as I was typing away my frustrations, I thought it wouldn’t make for a nice post. And there are enough un-pleasantries online without me adding to that stinking pile, aren’t there?

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End Of An Era

At least, according to a customer at work. Yesterday was my last day on the job, and strangely enough it mostly felt like any other day. I just came in, and did my best. The only thing that was different was the amount of handshaking and the presents some of my customers brought me. It felt weird leaving work, but not much weirder than I felt this last month really.

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