She's an 8 ball…

It’s been snowing for 3 days with all the fields and forest looking pretty, and I left my camera in another county. Now I’m back with my camera and it’s snow-less. Typical. Also my car broke (leaking radiator – grrr) so I had to cadge lifts for the last couple of days, not to mention having to travel to termtime home from real home the hard way (underground, overground, wombling free, minibus). Having left my laptop at real home I spent about 5 minutes in desperation on Friday (no lappy, no work to do, no car to drive to shops in, too snowy and slippy to walk – what could I DO?!) before ringing home and finding out Daddy-dearest was in and got him to come and collect his car-less daughter a day early 😀

My mother is talking to my rabbit. In full sentences. *worries*

Ooo forgot to mention. The Deserter came up last weekend – we went out for Little Chef’s birthday on Sunday (which was very nice) and Deserter came into college on Monday. Also last week my rotation group met up on Tuesday to go to the same pub for a meal – again very nice, and I discovered that the “pretty people” whom I had always discounted as being more interested in their outfits than their course were actually really nice people. And joy of joys they talk about things other than vet work! They actually gossip! Fantastic…

I had my last lectures for a year on Thursday, and a test on Friday. We go on rotations now where we work in college and real surgeries for a year. Rather…. terrifying. We actually have to know things. I’ll be doing consults in 4 weeks – proper 1st opinion consults. *becomes paralysed by fear* Me Filly-girl and Northern-pansy were put into subgroups where Filly was on her own and me and Pansy were together. I encouraged Pansy to swap into Filly’s group – makes sense for them (as Pansy will be staying with Filly when on nights). Also me and Pansy can only tolerate each other for a short time – there are only so many things a young Tory meat-eating argument-loving Southener can discuss with a mature Labour vegetarian argument-hating Northener without coming to blows… Plus she gets very aggitated when stressed which makes me very ratty. Lastly I am much more talkative and proactive when I’ve not got friends to lean on/hide behind. So everyone’s a winner, and Filly also gets someone to be with.

What else… I’m sure there was something…ah yes! Purebred guinea-pigs – don’t ever get them. I have 4, and all 4 are or have been very ill.

Poppet – is currently well but thin, had some kind of Salmonella-like disease last year.
Bonnie – had a mammary lump, had it removed, it’s grown up twice the size…
George – never drinks, was overweight, is now very thin with bad fur and eyes.
Eddie – fell out of hutch and snapped his teeth off. Then got odd wasting disease like Poppet. Now has ulcers on both eyes, a lump under his chin and appears to have dislocated/got a tumour on his hind leg.

Buggered really. I’ve had over 20 guinea-pigs over the years and I’ve never had this kind of trouble. Next time it’s pet shops – all the way.

And I’ve lost the Frog. She’s off the radar. She is however on Neopets…