I am beginning to tenativiely plan a trip to parts of Europe I have yet to travel to, set for the two weeks after gradutaion. It's not my graduation from anything, but it's a good time because I can take two weeks off then more easily than during the school year. Spring Break isn't a very long week to take a "real" trip.
I'm planning to go to England, Ireland and Scotland. I couldn't be more excited. Well I might have been more excited an hour ago after my parents "gave me their blessing" than I am now, after my father sort of revoked his, worried about me travelling and being poor and all that practical Dad stuff.
And I intend to be safe. We all know I am the biggest worrier out there. And we all know I am the most meticiulous double-checking-list-maker there ever was. I was born to plan trips like this, to consider where and when and how much and why. If I didn't do all that I probably wouldn't care as much. I am the definition of excited. After the next four months of working two jobs, taking two classes and planning this trip, I will be on a plane and it will have all been worth it.
I hope you're all having a very merry December.
For those of you who don't know about "bonding" between small animals, here's a story for you.
I had Lacey sleep alone last night and half of the day today in a hyper-clean environment to monitor how much she's eating... but I learned after work that she and Betsy are a truly bonded pair of females. When looking at pet adoptions on-line you will often come across this term, and people will be hesitant or refuse altogether to allow you to adopt just one of a these pairs. If they have lived together for a while some argue they cannot live apart. My experience:
Lacey was just sitting there, very pathetic-like, (and Betsy was too, in the corner of her house) so I put Betsy in with her. They immediately started talking and wheeking, snacking on hay and pellets and rumblestrutting (which is this adorable hip sway accompanied by a low rumble in the throat - it can mean they are exerting their domenance or attempting to win the eye of a possible mate). It was absolutely adorable. I'm keeping them together so she'll eat. It's piggie love.
Lacey's mainly going for the hay but I'm hoping she knows what she needs - like when dogs eat grass or whatever. It was so sad on Wednesday night though, she was so bloody. They think it's a UTI but aren't ruling out bladder stones. They didn't do an x-ray but I have to take her back; so if the urinalysis isn't clearing up they'll probably test for other problems.
She's the chubbiest, I think she got it from her belly dragging. Females are more likely for that to happen. :( Here's a photo of Betsy... I like to imagine she even just looks sad here.