Me in SanHe - The Ancient Town |
Hallway |
My desk in the Teachers Office |
Front desk area |
My C10 class which is now my C11 class - Boys are doing the Koala pose LOL |
My C9 class, most are going to NCE2A and the rest leaving Aston ;-; |
I have two cats who live with me. They are my children and I have been so busy lately I have neglected play time with them, especially my youngest, Tiffa, who is highly energetic and loves attention. Recently I have been buying more toys to entertain them while I am working and perhaps also make them tired enough so that they sleep when I sleep at night. Sometimes it works sometimes it doesn't.
This past week has been one of the most rewarding and difficult weeks of all time for me. The highlight was being asked by my school to be the Foreign Manager next term! I was asked what I wanted and I said my own apartment (meaning I get to keep this two-bedroom apartment), higher salary than the manager now and a switch in working hours (more teaching time and less office time). I don't think being a manager will be easy but I do think I can do it if I get good enough teachers and my school trusts me.
The difficult part was that my cat Tiffa had her first heat. At first I just thought it was
because she was bored, so I tried playing with her for awhile before heading to bed, but no matter what I did she still yeowled when it got quite. I started seeing more signs (never had girl cats before) and realized she was in heat. I thought I could push through it but when doing more research I saw it was just gonna keep happening and in all honesty I wasn't sleeping very well. I called my Chinese friend on Saturday night and I asked her to find me a good vet to spay Tiffa on Monday, as I couldn't take the yeowling, lack of sleep, and the fear that my neighbors would complain to building management about my cats. My friend found a vet kind of close to my apartment but it was quite difficult to find because it didn't look like any vet place I'd ever seen. I was already scared to death because China doesn't have the greatest medical record between dealing with foreigners, so I could only imagine how they treated animals.
The veterinarians were nice and for the most part helpful (they spoke some English), but the worst part was the fact that I had to help them. I had to hold my poor baby while they gave her two shots, and then hold her right after she came out of surgery. I was so scared of moving her the wrong way and opening her stitches. Then Tiffa had to get two bottles of medicine through an IV, but she was waking up. They made me hold her and try to keep her still, I had to keep one of her arms raised the entire time even though it made her uncomfortable. My Tiffa was so brave and such a good kitty. She only meowed a few times, specifically near the end when she was almost fully able to move on her own. I sat and held her for three hours.
I've never been to a vet in America, but I have seen a lot of TV shows and never did I see
anyone hold their pet for three hours, sit next to them yes. After that I was physically and mentally exhausted (I cried a lot) and so was Tiffa, so I said goodbye and told her I would come by and see her tomorrow as they are keeping her for three days. I gave them the food for her and left. Aerri, my oldest cat, was looking for Tiffa after I got home. She is very confused and sometimes I hear her meow for her sister. I don't know if Aerri has been in heat yet, but if she has I hadn't noticed so getting her spayed wasn't in my plans until her heat becomes a problem.