Wednesday, 9 February 2011


I'm thankfully feeling much better now. I think it was a combination of my medication leaving my system and... uhhhm... the time of the month ¬_¬ and it just tipped me over the edge. I'm taking my medication again now and all is going well.

I've got a chicken handling practical tomorrow in college. Now... don't laugh... but I have a crippling phobia of birds :| 
It is going to be SO difficult for me to do it, but I'm going to try my best and see how I get on. Hopefully they'll be sympathetic to my scaredness and give me a bit of a hand.

Today I'm just relaxing, enjoying my day off. Just been out for a walk with Milo and now I reckon it's time for some munch!

Thursday, 3 February 2011

Bad timesss

Ok, well I've sunk back into my depressed phase. It's been hanging around for just under a week, but it feels like forever. I just feel so empty all the time... I really can't think of a worse feeling.

The only thing that really helps is going to college. At least while I'm there I can concentrate on something other than feeling down.

Milo helps a lot too. One of the reasons I wanted to get a dog in the first place was so I would have something to take responsibility for and look after, and therefore get some kind of meaning in my life. He does cheer me up, bless his little heart, and walking him helps to take my mind off of things.

I went to college today and had my practical handling assessment on a rabbit. I had to correctly handle, transport and perform a health check on Taz, a little black Rex rabbit. As well as all that, I had to give loads of information about their teeth, common health problems, correctly weigh him... jeez! I'm relieved that I passed (with merit!) and have got it over with, because I wasn't that confident on it.
I was technically allowed to go home at 12:30 but me and Bekki had most of our Canine Behaviour assignment to finish... which was due in today! So we sat there working non-stop until around 4pm and thankfully got it all done. I'm not sure it'll be good enough to pass the Distinction criteria though as, to be quite honest, for some of it we didn't know what the hell we were going on about! 

When I fiiinally got home, guess who was playing with Milo in the garden!? Barfield!
Basically, 'Barfield' (so we have named him because it's his house name and we don't know his actual name...) is a Golden Retriever who lives quite near to us and his owners let him generally roam around and take himself for walks. I don't agree with this at all, especially as he's entire... but there you go. They've been told to put fences and gates up but nothings happened. ANYWAY, Barfield likes to go on walks with Milo and then come into the garden and play (it's always really hard getting him to leave...).
It actually made my day to see him there as we don't get to see him that often and I sped indoors to get my camera ;)