Mar. 27th, 2010

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Okay, I got a job, finally. I should normally start working as an English-to-French translator in little less than ten days. That job seems terribly interesting so far, I hope it'll still be once I begin.

Poopy is terribly ill. She refuses to eat or even drink by herself. Dad thinks she's having a tooth problem, exactly as Blotchie did a few weeks ago. But it didn't get this serious with Blotchie! And why the heck is the vet's closed on week-ends?
erkhyan: My fursona (Default)
Mom found a friend of hers who has some veterinary experience. That person quickly guessed what Poopy had. Oh boy. Bad. We were lucky Blotchie survived that, and without treatment even! Now crossing fingers for Poopy, who just left for the nearest vet hospital...

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