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Hello, Lumelang, Khotso! everyone. This blog is my way of staying connected and letting everyone know about all my exciting adventures in Peace Corps Lesotho. My position with Peace Corps is as CHED which stands for Community Health and Economic Development. My focus within this will be working with agricultural practices at a High School and hoping to work more with medicinal gardening at the local clinic. This blog is going to consist of personal journal entries I have written previous to when I am able to access a computer and general thoughts on living, working, and being a part of the Basotho culture. All ideas in the blog and opinions are my own and do not represent those of the Peace Corps.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Garfield the Cat

Trish pointed out to me that my and Snarky's relationship closely resembles that of John and Garfield.

So, my cat has more personality than most toddlers. He has decided that he is unable to eat food unless (a) It is human food I have cooked and prepared or (b) I sit next to his bowl while he is eating. if one of these two conditions is not met then he sits next to me, usually while I am cooking or working at my table, and cries- very loudly- until I acknowledge his presence.

He has also recently decided he loves butter. There must be a thokolosi helping him. Somehow the butter gets off of my food shelves, out from under the potatoes I have on top of it to preventthis very thing, onto the floor, and opened. TWICE! Snarky has consumed two entire tubs of butter.

Recently his appetite has been low and I noticed he has funny poo- WORMS!!! My friend who is a vetrinarian was finally around so I got some de-wormer and vitamin shots for Snarky. She gave me a super discount so it was only R20. I was headed for Butha-Buthe, I had been away from site for a week in Maseru, and Snarky was angry because I was not home. Hence, he decided to be really dificult. I took him, the two shots, the oral med, and a towel outside and waited until Snarky got close to the house. Grabbed him, wrapped him. I realized giving two shots into Snarky's ass was going to be difficult by myself. Ntate Peter was across the donga with two other bo-ntate and they were laughing at me. I decided that Peter is a farmer and so could help me give and animal a shot. I yelled "Ntate!!! ke kopa tusa, e tata!" Ntate, please help, this is difficult. He shot me an "aw hells no" look and said "kea Tsaba ausi, kea tsaba!" I'm scared! Of a cat? "Ntate, ka nete? ke katse." Ntate, really, its just a cat. Ntate's friends start laughing at him so he comes ovr and picks Snarky up in one hand. Nope, Ntate, please give the shot, I will hold the cat. the vitamin shots needed to be into muscle, not just under skin. Ntate didn't even get it under the skin. He squirted vitamin E all over me, himself,and my cat. I finally gave up and sat on Snarky and shoved the last shot into his ass.

Next day... Snarky's litter box was nasty after me being gone for two weeks so i washed and bleached it. I leaned it against the wall to dry and left the window open for Snarky to get out and do his buisness. Snarky decided it was too cold out and so pushed the box so it was flat on the floor, in his corner! and pooped all over in it.

'Me Mankoebe says all she hears is "SNARKY!" then his screaching "Meooooooow"... echos from my childhood ..... "Garfieeeeeeelllllllllllldddddddddddddddddddd!"

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