Finances, Overtime, and Vet Checks

Ben's working overtime again. It's going to be another one of "those weeks" where he's out until 3am and sleeps until noon, goes to work at 1pm... rinse, repeat. Luckily (or unluckily, regarding finances) this may be his last chance at overtime. We can definately use the money.

He's talking about trying to go back to first shift. I can't begin to explain the heartache I went through when he went to second shift... and now he wants to switch back, and I know EXACTLY why. No, it's not for me or Mori. It's not to help me out with her at night. It's not to have dinner each night, and to see him each night.

It's because his stupid HAM radio club meets Thursday nights, and the Masons meet Tuesday nights.

He said he wants to switch so "we" can go to some events. HELLO? Where were you when I tried to explain MY events, that I wanted to go to, a month ago when you switched?

ARGH.

Financially we're doing okay, I suppose. The credit cards are slowly going down. The bills are caught up. This month has three paycheques in it, so hopefully we can invest that third one into gold or a savings.

I'm faced with the idea of taking each of our five animals to the vet with the extra money. Legacy has mites - if untreated, they will spread to Fuzza, and maybe even the dogs. Mind you, these rabbits are for the wool... and the mites make the wool fall out. No good. Anyway, Legi needs a treatment of Ivermectin, and they both need annual checkups.

Currently on the needles is a DNA scarf, which I am going to do two rows on before I retire for the night and cuddle with my babygirl.

Kudos!
Ket

Tyra and Legacy

I picked up two new rabbits today, French Angoras (although I learned that Legacy is an English/French Angora cross). The girl I talked to about them was very nice, and said she didn't have time for them because of a 'new' baby. I assumed 'new' meant a month at the most, so I was thinking that she probably took really good care of these rabbits before she had the baby.

BOY was I WRONG. First off, the 'new' baby is five months. Second off, these rabbits are... horrible. Oh, the beauty of their coats is one thing. They both seem to produce very thick, fine wool. But they're half-starved, they haven't been brushed in god-knows-when, they were being fed alfalfa pellets (BIG no-no with Angoras, can cause intestines to block up when mixed with their wool from grooming). They were in the same cage (8mo doe and a 2yr buck) because the previous owners think she's too young to breed (Angoras hit maturity from 4-6mo of age... in fact, they HAVE to be bred before 1yr because their pelvis bones fuse at 1yr.).
So this poor doe might already be bred. I put them in seperate cages just in case, but I felt around earlier and felt what could be kits in her belly.

Meanwhile, her mats are skin-deep. I've been combing for two hours now, and have gotten four freezer bags of wool. There are still millions of mats, and I haven't even started on her rear-end.
The male is so malnurished that he's got bald spots. You can feel their spine, each individual bone. Their ribs are sticking out of their bellies.

I feel so bad for them. And they both have show-blood in them.