I scrapped my job as night nurse at the University - I'm physically not able to do an exhausting night shift and then drive 80 km back to my new home. I would end on a gumtree and this is the job not worthwhile. Now I have to learn some new vocabular: mm pp, hr, gut sounds. Mare, gelding, colt, stallion, filly. Pony, Mini, TB, Paint, Arab, Standard Breed, Grade. And so on. I'm doing some data research for a fabulous and engaged horse veterinarian: http://adelaideplainsequine.com We'll see how it works.

(= http://guterbubi.wordpress.com/) wouldn't have a slight chance to survive (here in Australia):


http://www.news.com.au/national/shelter-animals-killed-for-convenience/story-fncynjr2-1226480386569

It looks as if I have to move without this stupid, demanding, selfish cat!



On Friday she had a good dinner, left the house and didn't return since then. Is she dead? Is she hurt? Is she trapped? I'm paralysed. I hate this cat. And I love her so much.