Everyone is poorly here. Except I can't say "Poorly" cos the Americans don't understand that so we have to say that everyone is "sick". Having spent a week working in the rain, cold and liquid doo-doo, I can't say I'm surprised. We are 2 wranglers down today - Mike and Gry have succumed to the fever and taken to their [respective] beds. Carol, Jed and Jimmy are all complaining of feeling "sick" and I woke up feeling pretty pants myself. The only hardy ones amongst us are Kate and Jenny so I guess they are feeling pretty smug.
Deuce (here on the left) is doing ok - his eye is still bad, and infact the vet is worried that the cancer has spread. They are going to try a new treatment on him whereby they put an inplant in his eye which contains chemotherapy and the implant will stay in his eye for 30 days. He is very patient with us when we poke around in his eye and so I thought he deserved a special mention!
We had our "staff christmas party" last night which was an interesting experience for me. Half the staff didn't come. It was a BYOB affair, and bring your own food. Oh, and please bring a present for a secret santa style thingy. After much consideration I took along a RnB dog that sung a christmas rap. In return, I got some candy (aka sweets to you and I) and a musical toothbrush. It was weird as it didn't really feel christmassy and no one seemed in a very festive mood. I think I left the party at about 9pm last night and I had to go straight to bed, I was so excited.
Before I forget, I realised that I spoke a couple of blogs ago about some locals that we met at the pub but I was never able to upload the photos so I'm taking advantage of this moment of connectivity and I'm attaching the shots of the handsome fellas. Apologies that I haven't bothered to rotate the photos but hopefully you can still appreciate their style, beauty and sense of fashion.......
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