WOOT!!!!!
I just got off the phone with the hospital manager at Mercy Animal Hospital, in Merrimack, NH. Don't go changing my address to Merrimack yet, but from the sound of things, they're ecstatic that I've applied. They're a small animal clinic open for bankers' hours, so I'd actually be able to have a life. They currently have one veterinarian, and they have a whole bunch of locums who do wellness visits and orthopedic surgeries. That means they're equipped for those procedures, but the main vet doesn't want to do them himself. I mentioned that I wanted to work into doing orthopedic surgery, and actually, I'm very happy about the possibility of being the in-house surgeon. Dr Kaas is currently on vacation, but I've spoken with the hospital manager at length, and one of their techs is an old family friend whose house I used to tear around when I was a wee lass. I expect to be hearing from them this weekend or early next week.
However, I am characteristically impatient.
I need to do one week abroad to graduate, so I asked them if they'd mind me coming to visit them for a week. I could only talk to their hospital manager, who said she thought it was a great idea, and she'd tell Dr Kaas to expect an email from me.
I've spoken with Les about whether he minds me working in NH, and he told me that he frankly didn't care where I found work. I'd love it if he came down with me right away, but he may need to tie up his loose ends. I'm also hoping that my local friends (like you, Rachel! and you Basshites in Cambridge!) can help us start a decent social life. I'm jumping the gun ever so slightly, but negotiations have been going well so far, so I feel like I can start naming names and locations and get things going in the rest of my life.
However, I am characteristically impatient.
I need to do one week abroad to graduate, so I asked them if they'd mind me coming to visit them for a week. I could only talk to their hospital manager, who said she thought it was a great idea, and she'd tell Dr Kaas to expect an email from me.
I've spoken with Les about whether he minds me working in NH, and he told me that he frankly didn't care where I found work. I'd love it if he came down with me right away, but he may need to tie up his loose ends. I'm also hoping that my local friends (like you, Rachel! and you Basshites in Cambridge!) can help us start a decent social life. I'm jumping the gun ever so slightly, but negotiations have been going well so far, so I feel like I can start naming names and locations and get things going in the rest of my life.