Walking to work is just plain WRONG! It takes too long and you bump into ex-students who want to talk to you all the way to work. Then, at lunchtime when you have to come home to rotate the chickens…. sounds like I’ve got them on a spit or something, doesn’t it?… you don’t have a leisurely drive home, humming to the radio. NO! You have a frantic power walk because you don’t know if the car will be driveable so you might have to power walk all the way back to school in time for period 5 which you have to be there for because you’re showing the movie ‘Holes’ to the year 7s.
Fortunately, when I got home Dad was showing Tom1 how to put the tyre on. Apparently my spare tyre was flat as a tack too, so it was a bit of an adventure them. But it all ended well. Tom1 learned a manly skill and I drove sedately back to work.
Guess what happened yesterday after school?
I took the animals to the vet for their annual grease and oil change (their vaccinations) and at the last minute I popped Willow, the chook with the gammy leg, into a crate and took her along with us.
There she is. Please don’t judge me by the state of the coop. It’s early and I haven’t cleaned up yet.
Here she is with Buffy, who was kind enough to lay an egg this morning. I had it poached, for breakfast. I feel that it did me good.
Buffy’s the one looking at the camera.
Anyway, Willow ended up having 2 x-rays to determine what was wrong with her leg. Now before you think I’ve run mad, let me explain. John the Vet had a new digital x-ray machine there on approval for a week and it had just been set up, so he was desperate to play with it. I didn’t have to pay for it. My $20 brown chook got about $100 or more worth of tests to determine that she’s done a ligament and needs a week on the couch watching videos to recover.
How awesome is that? (The x-rays, not the couch.) Talk about being in the right place at the right time!