Life is a Sexually Transmitted Condition

I think everyone woke up this morning going 'Oh, that's not so bad' here in Victoria, when it was a little drizzly, and not terribly windy. We'd been warned (SMS from Vic police to every mobile in the state) that we were facing gale force winds and hot temps today.

Yes, we sighed that relief too soon. I have no idea right now how bad it is in the bush, but in the last hour or so the winds have gone from mildly blustery to OMG the trees are going to fall over! and that's here in town. The sky has gone yellow grey again, and we could smell smoke when I came out of the Doctor's a while ago.

I guess all we can do is hope for the best, and thank the heavens for the amazing AMAZING members of the fire and emergency services squads who are STILL out there, battling, and today in far more dangerous conditions than ever, despite it not being so hot.

Couple of notes - firstly, thank you to everyone who supplied book recs for me recently - you know who you are, and they will be used. Secondly, I have new drugs and am now just hoping they actually do something miraculous, because frankly, I'm totally over my body, and I would like some pain free time now. But hey, could be worse, right? However, I have been distracting myself with the newly discovered Administration series, and not being so good on the replying and staying in touch. I'm sure you will all forgive, or forget me. :)

Thirdly - I rescued a puppy today (with some cavallry work from kayos65) - I got off the tram at the stop near my Doc's, and started up the footpath, only to be accosted by a little thing withi great flappy ears and big brown eyes, who can come screaming across Union Road at a flat gallop. I looked around to see if this bundle of energy was greeting someone, or returning to an owner, but no, he was just saying hi. Then he took off again, heading back across the road to say hi to a likely looking mother and daughter. They weren't interested, so back he came. By this time I was kind of OMFG with anxiety as we're talking about a 4 lane road with Tram lanes up the middle, and this guy was only a baby - maybe 2 - 3 months old. So i stopped and said hello properly, and realised that he had some nasty looking sores around his face, and was riddled with fleas, although reasonable well fleshed. He went to take off again, but I convinced him that I was much more fun, while checking everywhere for signs of a worried person. No luck. He then decided that the local grocery store looked interesting and did laps of their aisles, while I checked if he belonged there - Nope. So, I then ended up with an armload of wriggly, happy to see me puppy as I staggered up the footpath - calling first C to see if he could bring the car, and then the Doc's to let them know I was there, but sitting outside with a lost puppy. I managed to keep him amused and safe until C arrived and took him off to the local vets - but missed my appointment slot, so had to wait for an hour until he could see me. Yaye!

Anyway - the local vets checked for a chip - nada (no collar, obviously). So they said they would arrange for him to go to the pound. I do hope he finds a new home - he was a really personable little guy, in need of some TLC, and a much better backyard.

*repeats to self - I do not have the space or time for a puppy*

*worries*