A Taster

Up very bright and early today to make sure that I can fit in all the usual morning stuff before I head on out to the veterinary surgery for my day of "work experience" to see if it's really what I want to do.

So after I've done the washing up, made lunch for Phil and myself, had some breakfast I then settle Rupert down for the day. I've decided to put his crate over the kitchen door facing in towards the room, so the door is blocked off but he's also got his den to go in and out of should he wish to. I figure the kitchen is a good place to put him in since the lino is much easier to clean should he have any accidents. Hopefully with our neighbour coming in though he won't be bursting too much, but with free rein in the kitchen you never know what he might get up to!

With all that done I go to the surgery and have a very busy morning, what with x-rays and helping in an operation to remove a cyst from a cats head and give him some dental treatment and in the afternoon we do some more mundane stuff like steralizing surgical kits and cleaning out pens etc. All in all I had a really great day, but after discussing the facts and figures over with the practice manager I'm in 2 minds wheter or not it will be feasible for me to work the hours they want for the money they pay what with Rupert to consider. Thinking about it logically I would have to get a walker in to see to rupert in the day time while I'm away, at least until he's older and the cost of that, plus the fuel to get to and from work, well there would be very little left at the end of the day, which I just don't think is sustainable let alone practical. The other problem is that I wouldn't be able to start offical training until 2007, meaning I'd be on a trainee salary for 3 years rather than 2. I've got some more thinking to do about the whole thing but at the moment dispite it being a good opportunity I'm just not sure it's the right one at the moment.

Typically then with all this going on in my head it's sods law that at the end of the day they offer me the job asking me to give them an answer tomorrow and if it's a yes to start work on Monday. This then gives me another problem as I've another interview on Monday for an IT job, which by comparison to the vet's job is much more approriate for where I'm at personally. It pays much more, has a super benefits package and involves less hours on a daily basis - meaning I could get someone in at least twice a day to see to Rupert with out worrying about the financial consequences. I mean don't get me wrong I'm chuffed to bits I had the vets job offered to me, but I think I'd be foolish to not attend the other interview and pass up a rather appealing opportunity.

When I get home it seems Rupert has been fine and the neighbour gave him a glowing report though it's obvious he's missed the usually companionship he gets on a daily basis - I felt so guilty when I came home and he just looked at me as if to say "Oh, it's you is it!?". He's not got long to have a grump though because he's off to dog training tonight and he is much improved on the last time we went. He did really well with the "sit" command, in fact the instructor was very very impressed to say the least (and I'd go so far as to say he was the best in the class, but I'm bias!). He's still quite overwhealmed by the whole thing really and is no where near as confident as the other dogs, but at least this time he did come out from under the chair :)

With all the activity of today there is little time to do anything else this evening, especially after the food shopping arrives, so we have a sloppy dinner and then a bath and call it quits for the night - both Phil and I are knackered.

Posted by Abi on the August 16, 2006 10:09 PM