The Non-Adventure of Nikki, Matilda and Pippa.

 With late arrival of non-adventurers Kelvin and Myrah. Although for cats, that was an adventure.

So I guess they had one.

Long ago, in a land far, far away, there lived Nikki, a very tired emergency vet, and her friends Matilda, Pippa, Myrah and Kelvin. Marc lived there too, but he has his own story to write, so we won't write it for him.

Nikki, Matilda and Pippa went on a lot of adventures, which was fun. Matilda and Pippa particularly liked running in the woods, all full of ferns and moss and trees. And mud puddles. Especially Matilda liked mud puddles. 

         photo shamelessly stolen from google. Unknown person in a lovely green forest.

They also liked their friends. They came over sometimes, and everyone would go run and play in the woods, and then there would be a lot of food and commotion. That was fun.

Nikki was having fun as well, but she was getting very tired. Turns out, to sleep or not to sleep is actually not a question. She started not feeling well a lot of the time. She thought it would be really fun to have a mountain bike hostel, and it would have camping, a garden, great food and be named the "Happy Fig". Realistically, that was probably not going to be a good plan and likely mean nightshift at a clinic and dayshift at a hostel. So then she thought the best plan would be to go and be sleep-deprived for 1095 days in order to get a day job. It seemed like a good idea at the time, like many dubious life-decisions.

And so began the non-adventure. Rather than having adventures, Nikki worked, studied, ate and occasionally slept. Matilda and Pippa met quite a few new people that randomly entered the apartment to let them outside. Matilda apparently decided that being a watchdog was overrated and let everyone and anyone into the apartment and brought them a rabbit.

Although there were actually a few adventures. There was "adventures with chemotherapy" (Pippa), and "adventures with incidental liver mass biopsy" (Matilda, that's what happens when you won't eat your food and act all out of breath going up the stairs and just lie around). There was "adventures while confined to a small space with a big dragon" (Nikki), and not to be completely outdone, "adventures while confined to a small space with a dragon-in-training, or little dragon" (Nikki) 

 The big dragon was pretty bad, but Nikki became a good dragon-slayer, and Is unlikely to be breathed on by another dragon without pulling out her dragon-slaying sword and defending herself ever again.

 

At some point (now)  there were only 64 days to go, although neither Matilda or Pippa understood this concept. Occasionally Nikki watched TV shows or movies that are filmed in the lovely rainforest on the coast just to look at all that green. Two jobs in Vancouver showed up that both wanted to hire her, but unfortunately these choices sucked, and she had decided not to make sucky choices. So she decided to go elsewhere. 

Where could they go???  Mountains. Nikki, Matilda and Pippa all liked mountains. Mountains have climbing, biking, skiing, and people that do fun things. And she hoped people from Vancouver and surroundings would come and visit mountains sometimes too. She spent a few days in Salt Lake City and there was not a lot of green and no ferns. But there were mountains, and there is snow, and great food and cool cultural things and mountain biking and climbing and stuff. 

So..  with nothing to lose….. 

Myrah and Kelvin also joined the non-adventure recently, but as already mentioned cats don't like adventure. They like sitting around like a perpetual stitch-and-bitch session, watching, judging, griping, swiping and occasional purring and a lot of throwing fiber around the house. They'll get to do that if they make it all the way to SLC, which we sincerely hope.

It all turns out well in the end, and if it hasn't turned out well yet then it's not the end.

Hopefully we'll see you in Utah……