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Thursday

13

September

2012

Little 12 weeks old Emma :)

On Sunday my brother and I drove to the end of the world, almost, to pick up our new little housemate Emma. She is one of seven most adorable puppies!


She comes from a farm. There were goose, and horses, cats, rabbits, pretty much everything! The family was so lovely, as well. Their Cocker girl is 1 1/2 and this will be her only litter. We were the first to pick up our pup and they were so sad to let her go, Emma was fieping so badly too, heart braking. But they know she found a good home, we promised to stay in contact, too.



Having said that, Emma is ADORABLE! She is bringing us so much joy. To my brother especially, which is very good. We keep calling her Nikki though, which is not so good, but I guess thats a pattern: Nikki STOP! 😛 Her birthday is 7.7. Love that! Emma is also a very smart girl, as she loves turtles:


It is so hard to find a Cocker Spaniel pup, you wouldnt believe it. Someone is even coming from Sweden to get himself one of the puppies, as well. A 3-coloured one. Rare. Having said that, everything else is going wrong, wrong, oh so wrong.

I have lost my delivery area at work, due to the postal service cutting 6 people, massive cutbacks all over Austria and a massive change in their mail delivery system. They want to cut many more. I have not lost my work place, but am forced to hop areas again, which is nicely put: nerve wrecking. The worst of it is, I REALLY liked the people in my delivery area, and they liked me, a lot. Letting people go. HARD.

The hospital saga progressed again. The hospital will not give any satisfying statements unless I sue. They know they did wrong. Massively wrong. They would be silly to admit this. So this course of action is of course not what we wanted, but understandably. The doctor in chief also wrote, that the doctor in question is suffering and he wants this to stop. Think of it as you wish. I know that the doctor meant really well, I am sure that in the beginning she meant to only help. But she made grave errors. We are of course not stopping this. But I am not sure how many steps we are able to still take, which are extrajudicial. And the risk-management of the hospital needs to agree, to solve this out of court. A simple, short talk with this doctor to solve this situation after everything had happened would have done it for me. She never agreed to sit down with me. It really had to go this far, and so many people had to get involved because of it. This has cost me so much sleep and nerves. :O

Oh, Emma needs to go pee. HUGS everyone!

 

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2 Responses to “Little 12 weeks old Emma :)”


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    Lucy
    6:14 am on September 14th, 2012

    Welcome Emma!!! So cute! I know she will have a long & happy life with you & your brother. I hope she brings you nothing but joy & love. 😀

    So sorry about P.O. & hosp saga…Grrrrrr!


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    Connie AUSTRIA
    9:38 am on September 15th, 2012

    @Lucy: Thank you so much Lucy! ➡ ➡

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