Aici sèn pla

This blog started as a daily record to mark our fifth year at Segala. Daily it did not turn out to be but after the year I have decided to continue as an occasional diary - after all I do still like it here or "aici sen pla".


Its our fifth year living at Segala. I have decided to try to mark this year with a daily post ( some days it will be just a photo) of our life over the year. I have trawled my brain for witty titles without success then I remembered the slogan on the T shirts at the fête in Espinas in the summer.


A friend translated it from the occitan for us. It seems to mean something along the lines of I like it here. Very apt for us, "I like it here " is a refrain we use to each other at least daily so that's the plan - Aici sén pla - a year of daily musings from a contented retired expat who thinks herself damned lucky every single day.


Saturday, 2 January 2016

Adorable

4 years ago we had the three pusketeers ( 6months old then) - sadly Purdy was later killed on the road and at the beginning of December we nearly lost Emile to the same fate. What is the attraction of the other side of the road when there is open country in the other three directions!

One morning he did not turn up for food this morning - he "shouted" from the shed later- possibly a broken leg or hip, obviously in pain - unfortunately being Sunday no vet available - salon became hospital wing . We went to bed with finger's crossed he would  OK til we could get him to the vet the next day.


It turned out he had two broken legs - one tibia and one "ankle" (apparently the latter was the most serious as was  right in the joint). The vets were convinced he must have been hit by a car  and we were amazed that he had managed to get himself up from the road and into the workshop.

Both breaks needed an operation so next visit was to a vetinary surgeon in Montauban. Next problem was sorting out how we could keep him indoors for a month afterwards as we were going to be away for two weeks over Christmas .


After the operation the  poor cat had a cast like a ball and chain keeping his ankle immobile. He was thrashing about in the cage which was supposed to be keeping him resting! At least we had sorted out that he would be staying with the vet while we are away as there were lots of treatments needed for a month or so. He did get acclimatised to his new regime - sleeping in his cage, being taken out to eat, sitting on a lap watching TV and then back to cage. Him being "hospitalised" for the two weeks we were concerned until we saw the 5 star accommodation at the vets and we were happy that he was getting the best possible care.




During the first week we were away we had a call from the vet to say an x-ray had shown up a further problem with the break in the tibia and another operation was needed - merde as they say!






Well today he is back home again and thankfully unencumbered by the heavy splints. So far he is unimpressed with the small cage after the huge one he had at the vets for the last two weeks. As he is wanting to be more mobile now its going to be harder for him ( and us) keeping him confined but the vet says it will probably be for the rest of this month.
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He has been described as adorable (that does sound lovely in French) by the vetinary nurses. He is of course adorable but is it too much to hope that this experience will cure him of playing in the road?





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