I have a job. Do you want a cat? Look at this dog :)

Yes. That's right. I have a job.
I don't think I will be very good at it, but I have a job anyway.
I figured I probably needed a job, since I lived in Tokyo for a year, and got ripped off by the government of Japan. So ripped off, infact, that I owe the bank a considerable sum of £1200. Well, its a little less than that now. But whatever. I'm still a hobo.
SO yes, I have a job. I'm nearly a fully fledged barmaid. I'm working in Wetherspoons in Didsbury. Oh fuck my life. I had to do a trial and learn how to pull pints and all that jazz. By the time I got home I stunk of beer. Such is life. Felt like a normal student night out to me.

Anyway further to my last exciting post, the other night I took a nice little holiday to the abode of Louise Howard. Mainly to meet her new dog, a wild wolf named Alfie. Although Louise Howard did think I was there to see her. She was of course, incorrect.
What an eventful night.

Despite the fact it was me who had my ear and nose bitten by her vicious wolfhound, it was actually Louise's fault that an ambulance pulled up on her driveway at 1am. Yes, thats right, Louise Howard stupidly decided to plug in her laptop. Why is this stupid, you ask? Well, because the plug was hanging off by a mere thread, thats why.
Now please don't be alarmed. Our good friend Louise was perfectly unharmed. However she was panicking and in true casualty style an ambulance came roaring up the road, lights and sirens THE LOT. Two beauties came running out and gave Louise mouth-to-mouth on the lounge floor. They stayed the night and we watched The Breakfast Club with them, then we all snuggled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

(Actually, the ambulance drove silently up the road at 1mph, two old guys came in. Were shocked that Louise was walking around. Stayed for 5 minutes. Got rid of a daddy long legs, then left.)

Moving on..
DO YOU LIKE THIS CAT?
Meet Tom.
Tom has no tail.
Tom came to visit me the other day.

He lives on my street.
He also has a friend called Sam.
However, Sam did not come to visit me.
Under sad circumstances, Tom and Sam might need new homes soon
:( So please, if you can help, let me know.

Finally.

I think its time I introduced Sally.
This is my auntie's new dog. She came from Manchester Dog's Home. MDH told my auntie that Sally is about ten years old.
Actually, a microchip reading revealed that Sally was formally known as "Rasta", and is actually the rip old age of 14. But oh well, we love her anyway!