Flying High

Tomorrow, one lucky vet clinic is flying one lucky just-about-vet (that’s me) interstate for a day-long interview.

It’s such a buzz to feel wanted like that. I must have said something right on my cover letter or had the right referee. Whatever it was, they’ve forked out for my airfares and are going to take care of me for the day.

It sounds like a great place. Anyone who says “We have machines that go ping” must have a sense of humour, and the scope of cases they see sounds extensive and fascinating. There’s bound to be a good story or two to tell there. Mixed practice, every type of animal except zoo inhabitants, and willingness to give each case a go before referring straight away.

It is far from home, but it’s near a friend’s place. She gets visitors often enough so I’m sure I will too. It sounds a little bit frontier, but not isolated.

Fingers crossed for me.