It all started one day I was going to work and she had hidden near the coutch. I did not take much to it as Bastet often does that. But when I came home she was sitting on top of the big scratch post, but every time she saw Rose or Thomas - or even me she started to hyss at us. I tried to get to her but she kept hyssing as telling me "Get away from me!" so I called my mother to get her opinion. While she was on her way, I got Bastet and isolated her in the bathroom till she came. She also thought that she might be sick (my first thouht - and the reason for me to call her to get it confirmed) but ofcourse a vet had to confirm it. I seperated the cats that night, leaving Rose and Thomas in the living room with the door closed and Bastet with me in the bedroom - she crawled under the bed and stayed there all night. I went to feed the two others, moved Bastets bowl from the bedroom to the bathroom, where I also placed a litterbox and closed Bastet in there; My mother had told me she would pick her up and go to the vet because she had a short day at work.
All day I was worried... The vet think it might have been an infection in the bladder or kidney. and during her period of sickness she have been moved from home to my parrents place to be monitored; How much does she eat, drink, pee and poop? The results did not satisfy the vets who started to run blood- and urin tests. She also had a small fever.
When she started to feel better she stopped eating and drinking - or at least she still did not take enough! Alot of different things were tried and in the end we had to force her: Presentate her for food, but if she rejected we should shuff it into her mouth and hold her till she swallowed.... It is painfull to see your baby like that, but nessasary.
She started to get better and we found some food which she ate without too much forcing. And last night she returned home. So my first job as Job Hunter is to well, make sure she is happy, safe - and eating!
Welcome home from vacation, Bastet!
In February we had a batch firing, and I was one of the "winners". At first there would be a month where we would try to find a place somewhere else in the company (it is the biggest in Denmark), but since all IT is located at us, both me and my boss knew that this was only a formality, and I should start looking for work elsewhere.
In March I then got the official notise: Because of my long and faithful stay at the company I would have almost a half year before my date of leave. And those five months would be spend on job hunting, interviews and more - And ofcourse take care of my job at the office. My boss gave me free hands to take time off at home to apply for jobs, to go to resumé sessions and other things related to my job hunting - and charge it as a normal day.
Around 55 applications have been written and sent since February.
At the moment 51 og them have been rejected - five of which I have been at job interviews at!
I have been at interviews at seven companies, got rejected by five (in some I was the runner up) - and one I have been at the Second Interview on! In this week I will know more about those two I have been at interviews on.
When I leave the office today I will start my vacation: One entire month - this will provide me with an extra months sallery.
At the same time I start my new position as job hunter! I will have my own private office - with a fridge! Private bathroom - and even both a coutch and a bunk for when time is up for some... "thinking".
What will happen in the future, I obviously don't know yet... but time will deffently tell!
Thursday night between 2150 and 2315 (10-11 PM) my 1992 Yamaha RD350-R was stolen from my parrents street while I was visiting them: I was going home and I sat up on my bike - realizing it was not there.
So I called the police to report the theft.
The next day I could then rapport it to my insurence so they were aware that any damages made by my license plate was made by thiefs and that the police did have a rapport on it.
Already on Saturday I recieved a call 1248 (almost 1 PM): It was the police who could inform me that my motorcycle was in there custedy and they also had two boys in the age of 16-17 who was with the motorcycle when the police found it.
The boys claim to have found the motorcycle in some bushes, but they will be charged for at least to be handling stolen goods.
The search and all the rapports are therefore been called off.
What is almost most amazing is that the motorcycle was still in very good condition when it came to the policestation:
- 20 km more mileage
- Minor scratches on the fairing and exhaust
- A piece of the fairing is chipped off
- The steering lock is broken by force and are not working anymore
- The tankpad is missing
- My wrist rest clip is missing
So I can conclude that I have been lucky!
For me my motorcycle is not a toy: It is my primary and daily transport.
My French wonder (it's always a wonder when a French viechle can drive): Small constrction, made in Paris, the engine is started by the help of a a de-compressing valve, the clutch, a Dimoby dual clutch, was at the time a very big thing to fit on a moped.
The engine is constructed to be restricted - so therefore there are no "governaters" in the engine - it is just slow. Period!
Here is a video from 2009 - recorded short after I got it and got it to work:
The moped is a Japanese made Yamaha FS1-S (Type 3F1), which is made for the Swedish marked, and was bought in 1983 by a man who used it alot. After some years his grandson got the moped and used it in Denmark, where I later got my hands on it.
The "Fizzy" here has matching numbers, original setup and is all in all pretty much original, but has some patina, which I personaly don't mind. The topspeed is around 35 km/h.
Here in the beginnig of it's 30th year the ODO is on roughly 24.000 driven kilometers. The engine is recently refurbished.
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