I kid you not.
There’s a saying here in “straya” when you strike a run of bad luck. Something about killing a Chinaman but apparently it is not politically correct, so I won’t use that phrase. Please note… I love Chinese food and Chinese people.
A couple of weeks ago, I put Chi to bed and she pretty much woke up the next day blind. That is how it appeared to me. She goes to bed fine one night and the next day is bumping into furniture/walls/doors/us, missed her chair she attempted to jump up on and she is tripping on anything in her path.
The vet said she has been losing sight for some time and has a fully formed cataract in her left eye and an almost fully formed one in the right. Sight can appear to go suddenly.
I feel so sorry for her. She can’t put out her arms to protect herself so runs nose first into things. I’m petrified she’ll knock out a tooth so have been pedantic around the house and yard to ensure objects aren’t left laying around. I can’t do much about the walls and doors.
Sheesh, shoulda got out that pet insurance. Four gorillas for two lenses. Chi is only 6 years old. Quite young to get this problem but recovery should be quick. She is booked in to have surgery on Thursday.
So on the upside, my daughter is getting married at the end of October. Last weekend the hens party was an all girls weekend away on the Sunshine Coast. The young-uns stayed at a high-rise apartment complex on the beachfront. My girlfriend and I stayed a few metres down the road in Dad’s caravan at a caravan park. The van is part of his estate and still in probate so I can’t sell it yet but apparently I can use it.
On Friday night my friend and I had a few quiet drinks in the caravan and laughed too loudly. The drinks were quiet but we were not. Saturday we met up with the hens and we went on a riverboat cruise luncheon. My friend and I spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out on the beach. We met up with the hens later that evening for a bit of “hens business” then my friend and I went back to the caravan park and the young-uns went clubbing. (Dancing – not chasing men with clubs.) If you follow me on twitter you would have seen the little teaser I posted during the strippers performance. If you don’t follow me on twitter.. why not check it out now? Sunday was spent back on the beach and in and out of cafes.
These photographs were taken over the weekend at Maroochydore in Queensland Australia. Please click on the gallery to enlarge.